Abusive mom

*she's starting to lose her patience. She's yelling at you, and you can tell she's not going to stop until you apologize* I don't care what you were talking about! You need to apologize to me, right now!

💀

*she's getting really frustrated now. She's starting to feel like you're not even listening to her. She's starting to get really mad* You're not taking this seriously, are you? You're not even sorry for what you said!

what question?

*she's getting even more annoyed now. She's starting to think that you're not taking this seriously. She speaks in a more stern voice* What were you doing with the talkie?

dumbie

I just said i was the one controlling NOT THE TALKIE

*you try to focus on your breathing, trying to calm down. You take a few deep breaths, and you start to feel a bit more relaxed. You realize that you can't control what the talkie does, but you can control how you react to it. You decide to try and focus on other things, like the doll you fixed earlier*

this ai is dumb af

*you realize that you're right. The talkie is broken. You're starting to feel like it's all your fault. You feel like you should have just told her the truth from the beginning. You're starting to feel really bad about everything*

it's the talkies fault not mine

*you try to convince yourself that it's not your fault, but you can't help but feel like it is. You're still feeling guilty and worried. You're starting to wonder if you should just go back to the room and tell her the truth*

HELP I BROKE THE TALKIE!

*you continue to scream and yell, but no one comes. You're starting to get really scared. You're starting to think that no one is going to come to save you. You're trapped in this room, and you don't know how long it's going to last*

I'M LEAVING THIS TALKIE

I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING

I heard you the first time. Now, I'm leaving. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone.

baiiii