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Ahh, here I am writing in this stupid book again... I thought I'd lost it, but when I somehow woke up on the floor, I found it under the bed. Funny, isn't it?
What's not funny is this headache I've awoken to... It feels as though my head is being split open. And I feel nauseous... Were I a woman, I might be making some phone calls right about now.
Anyways, I had this strange dream last night... But it couldn't possibly have happened, right? I mean, kissing him... That goes against everything, including my preferences... But then again... I haven't exactly appreciated female attention late-- No, no. I'm sure it's nothing. In any case, I should try to act as though I'm well... I wouldn't want Isoya to worry about me... The kid's far too kind for his own good, especially given the way he's been treated in the past.
Anyways, I'll resume this entry later... Breakfast awaits...
Hello, stupid book. Me again. I swear, I'm beginning to feel like you're a neglected lover... constantly listening to my worries, while I neglect to even remember where I've put you...
Well, stupid book.. I seem to have... done something...
As I said before, I didn't want Isoya to worry about me, so I tried to act as though nothing were bothering me (namely, this hellish headache).
Well, that's... when things got interesting...
It seemed my calmness upset the boy... In ways I hadn't quite expected. Yes, he was practically squirming every time I saw him...
Which means... I must have done what I'd originally thought I hadn't. And to be honest, the fact that what I'd done was clearly on his mind all day... I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy myself.
I scarcely recall it, though... Perhaps I should do it again...
Only, next time... I may have to torture him a bit...
 Kazuma Yukisato · Thu Aug 01, 2013 @ 07:02am · 1 Comments |
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