Weird social experiment, probably. If other people can poke around other people's heads, who knows what they'll find, right? And if the person who's head's being poked around can't do anything about it...
Donnie shudders at the thought. True, he doesn't really have any big regrets to anything he'd done, if mostly because he had a habit of not taking responsibility for anything that might've gone wrong if he hadn't managed to fix it. The idea is still a disturbing one. His thoughts and experiences are his own, after all.
Yeah. Was I not supposed to? I don't know how else to talk to you otherwise.
And he doesn't fancy being alone in here, but that isn't something he'll admit.
Donnie peers around the counter, brows lifting. "Huh. That's...interesting." He eases around the counter to look at this new option before shrugging to himself and starting carefully down.
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Donnie shudders at the thought. True, he doesn't really have any big regrets to anything he'd done, if mostly because he had a habit of not taking responsibility for anything that might've gone wrong if he hadn't managed to fix it. The idea is still a disturbing one. His thoughts and experiences are his own, after all.
Yeah. Was I not supposed to? I don't know how else to talk to you otherwise.
And he doesn't fancy being alone in here, but that isn't something he'll admit.
Donnie peers around the counter, brows lifting. "Huh. That's...interesting." He eases around the counter to look at this new option before shrugging to himself and starting carefully down.