Go to therapy, improve their outlook, and are released from the hospital. They move to a sunny island, get married, and own a candy/pokemon store that’s always perfectly clean

And the lived happily ever after.

The end.

i-think-im-losing-it:

Hi…

What’s going on Aiden?

mikel-alexander:

My fav— -sighs-  Italian, I suppose.

Ha, made you smile! Like spaghetti and lasagna and stuff?

tannabelle:

Hey, Dee!

How are you beautiful? You’re up late!

tannabelle:

I’m awake.

Morning you!

mikel-alexander:

No, you can’t.

Well then. We’ll have to make conversation about something else. What’s your favorite food?

mikel-alexander:

You’re probably a lovely person, but I can assure you that your naivety will serve you in no way other than to blind you.  I have more important matters to tend to than making friends.

I’m not as naive as you think. But can I ask what those other matters are?

mikel-alexander:

Because that is clearly my main goal in life.

Maybe it should be. It’s more fun having friends you know

mikel-alexander:

Although I can’t say that I’m inclined to meet any of you.

That’s no way to make friends