Why So Serious?
Enter: Insecurity
How can she like him? He isn't really attractive. He's not even that nice. How can she like him? He's not a very cool person. How can Ginny like him?
She can't really like him. She most only do and say those things that she does and says because she pities him. But it doesn't make sense. It doesn't make any sense at all.
He doesn't understand why Ginny loves him. He's not an average guy, he's far from it. He doesn't like people, but he loves attention. He hates his dad but loves his mom. He hates school but he is very, very smart. He hates frowning but that's all he does lately.
Ginny wraps her arms around him. She kisses his cheek and assures him that she loves him. She tells him that everything is okay. He doesn't need to worry, she says, she loves him. He nods. She kisses his ear. "Come on," she kisses his shoulder, "why so serious?"
She can't really like him. She most only do and say those things that she does and says because she pities him. But it doesn't make sense. It doesn't make any sense at all.
He doesn't understand why Ginny loves him. He's not an average guy, he's far from it. He doesn't like people, but he loves attention. He hates his dad but loves his mom. He hates school but he is very, very smart. He hates frowning but that's all he does lately.
Ginny wraps her arms around him. She kisses his cheek and assures him that she loves him. She tells him that everything is okay. He doesn't need to worry, she says, she loves him. He nods. She kisses his ear. "Come on," she kisses his shoulder, "why so serious?"