yin has had enough, she kept hearing the rambling on of yang arguing with about stupid stuff like, no Dr. Fizz. about the room. but something didn't feel right. yin looked around, seeing no one, just her, alone. Being alone, she saw yang, yelling at her screaming calling her an idiot, failure. Brat. "maybe I was the idiot, maybe I was the brat" yin thought misrably. (A/N: my depression has been getting worse. Don't want to continue. But also I do want to continue this. also I don't know who to vent too)