griffin ran over to flick....
griffin lifted her body up with his arms....
griffin:"flick! are you alright?! flick? felicity? carebear?"
griffin:"marcel! what's wrong with her? she seems very different."
marcel:"oh no. this is not good. not good at all..."
griffin:"what is it?!"
marcel:"griffin, there's something you must know. we are dolls. this means we are just plastic. we come alive with the
imagination and love of our owners. but sometimes, the spirit and essence of us will go if we feel so deeply unloved. we just
return to our original state. as soul less plastic shells..."
griffin:"so this means.... she's gone?"
marcel:"i believe so...."
griffin pulled flick closer...
griffin:*sob* "what have i done to you?"
