-004- Voice | Action
[[ooc;; slightly back-dated to afternoon on the 26th]]
[It's like waking up to find that what he thought was a horrible dream... really wasn't a dream. He had been a complete idiot. He's lucky he wasn't kicked out of the house. He opens the journal, intent on saying something at least halfway intelligent, and ends up just staring at the damned thing.
Staring.
Staring.
He snorts, frustrated.]
This is idiotic. [He taps his finger against the journal for a moment, then says abruptly:] Look, I didn't mean to burn up the house.
[Also, he's sorry for being an idiot and he's embarrassed as anything else but...
... he's not saying it. He slams the journal shut and takes off for first the bakery, then the lake. It's been a very long time since he's simply sat at the edge of the water and enjoyed the presence of whatever wildlife comes in his direction. Before long, he's idly feeding ducks small pieces of bread.]
[It's like waking up to find that what he thought was a horrible dream... really wasn't a dream. He had been a complete idiot. He's lucky he wasn't kicked out of the house. He opens the journal, intent on saying something at least halfway intelligent, and ends up just staring at the damned thing.
Staring.
Staring.
He snorts, frustrated.]
This is idiotic. [He taps his finger against the journal for a moment, then says abruptly:] Look, I didn't mean to burn up the house.
[Also, he's sorry for being an idiot and he's embarrassed as anything else but...
... he's not saying it. He slams the journal shut and takes off for first the bakery, then the lake. It's been a very long time since he's simply sat at the edge of the water and enjoyed the presence of whatever wildlife comes in his direction. Before long, he's idly feeding ducks small pieces of bread.]