Y'all omg, look at this video I found of Sincere. (Pryce)
Pryce doesn't act like Sincere AT ALL, LMAOOO. He got a slight lil' attitude like Sin but look!
He's so cute bye. But hey, now you can put a voice with Sincere :).
Also, here's what Simone looks like.
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Fine as hell, smh. Anyway, enjoy this chapter and shit. It's pretty boring but things will pick up soon.
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Third Person. [Excuse any mistakes.]
Sincere sat there with his legs spread slightly as he listened to the clock tick.
"How you doin' Simone?" Sincere smirked.
"I thought I was the one asking questions, Mr. De Santa." Simone smiled.
"Right, whatever you say."
"I know." Simone said making Sincere chuckle. "How are we today Sincere?"
Sincere licked his lips and shook his head. "I'on even know, them lil' ass pills y'all got me taking be making me numb for real. Better than being depressed all fuckin' day I guess."
"Hm, well I can see if we can have your medication changed. But for right now I want you to tap into your emotions for me." Simone said.
Sincere looked down at his lap and sighed. "I guess... well I guess I'm pissed off wit' like a mixture of sadness, I'on know what to call it."
"Discontented, malcontented, exasperated.. do any of those stand out to you?" She asked.
"I guess exasperated because I feel more anger than anything. It's like when I take one step, I get pushed back bout fo' steps." Sincere chuckled and leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees.
"Well that's life, comes full circle. Your brother won't be joining us today?" Simone asked.
"Nah, why? Got a crush on him? He single." Sincere joked, watching Simone's eyes widen.
"No, I was just asking." She said putting a piece of hair behind her ear. "So today I told you that we were going to test you for paranoid schizophrenia but it seems as if you were already diagnosed with it... did you know that?"
