She is gone, Migraine and I are in charge now, Migraine doesn't talk though. You don't need to worry, I am kind and caring, to her of course.
And Migraine, well, we had to keep something from her, we chose it to be Migraine. You seem worried, you don't have to. Migraine does pain just to her, and I am really polite, I can even give hugs and kisses, if I am asked politely. Cry? Oh, no, that I don't do, sorry.
Coffee?
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