'We are leaving.' I announce.
Pride jumps to its feet and drags its baggage, already packed and ready.
Care fidgets nervously, 'Is it necessary? We can adjust.'
Pride shakes its head in a dignified silence.
'Oh come on, we must leave.' The voice of Realist drawls with the air of knowing the obviousness of the situation.
'You sure? Because last time you made us unpack.' The voice of Optimist smirks.
Realist scowls as usual, 'Because of you only, idiot!'
Pessimist keeps reminiscing, staring at the pictures on the shelves and walls.
It takes so long to get them all on the same page.
That is why I hate packing and moving.
It's always a messy affair.
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