mind muddle levels

she sits in the vacant wooden room pondering what to do,
no longer vacant anymore another stands towering above her in a mockingly condescending manner "psssh.. who the hell you think you are? you can't do this"
yet another enters the mysteriously closed room, no doors no windows, no entry no exit, holding a shotgun; gunpoint it at the second, "shut up, know do as I say"

the fourth snickers watching the act unfold through a flickering blue screen typing away at keys, in an attempts to orchestrate and spice up the play

the fifth gains intense entertainment at the delusion of the fourth as they maneuver the strings attached to the programmer, tweaking his every move

curiously still, the sixth sits at his desk, silent, just watching the entire scene unfold through the snow globe on their desk.

welcome to the inner inconsistent works of the mind.

on the side_
zomg oops. i scored three free main meals at wagamama and
i forgot to use em by the 31st of jan -.-