Matilda: ;-;
Matilda mind: but it would be fun . . o.o toy
Virgil: kid, trust me if we dont get this treated your life will be a living hell
*the headache becomes a migrain -i cant spell worth shit- and you...wait, what were you just thinking? whats going on?*
Virgil: *she comes to a stop, theres a seperation between the rooms, an invisable portal of sorts, the black floor fades to whit int his area, and you can see into the Light Sides room, but it seems they cant look into the other room*