Itchigotchi
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Flavios Insecurities
Flavio laid back in his bed, combing his face fur backwards and sighing. Tomorrow would be the day they took him off to MU. Not a particularly enticing premise for a day out- especially when it involved his parents. Sure, they weren't BAD parents, they were just a little too friendly for him to feel comfortable, and a little too high achieving for him to feel good about anything he attempted while he was around them. Honestly, it wasn't their fault, but that didn't make the feelings go away.

He rolled over and shoved his face into the pillow, red hair splattering all over the place like some first generation star trek alien. The pillow was warm and soft and comfortable, and who knows what his pillow might be like in the dorm?
Who knows who he would be sharing a room with! He mentally cringed, noticed his shoulders had tightened at that thought as well, and lifted his head, slamming it into the pillow again in an attempt to get a hold of himself. "Uuugh!"
I'm being stupid about this. They're going to be fine. They'll probably be just like me... He told himself with scrunched up eyes, trying to bury himself in the pillow, but the last comment was thought with a wavering dubiousness, born of the fact that so far in life, many people didn't share his views.

He flipped back over, staring at the ceiling instead, deciding that smothering himself was probably not the way to go about calming down.
Whatever will come, will come. He thought to himself, trying to force some sort of practical peace onto his mind Its not like I have a choice, anyway. He gloomily added, closing his eyes.