May 27, 2008 10:32
The couch is lumpy and rather uncomfortable. My pay covers food, decent clothing and...extra materials. I do not complain but I do not revere the state I am in either.
I have lost all means of communication with Hidan. Which is odd. Though entirely not unwelcome.
Kakuzu is...Kakuzu. We never had any communication in the first place.
I suppose the silence bothers me. I have been immersed in this state for the entirety of my life and noise, every so often, is agreeable - in a way. I prefer my solitude but a change is acceptable every once in a while.
The house is dreary and the bloodstains are not coming out.
And I wonder if the people in this house are averse to pasta - would they eat a plate if I told them it was not poisoned?
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