Damnit

Nov 17, 2005 19:58

I'm back...not that it really matters. I should still be home, but he did that...thing. The whole responsibility/guilt-trip thing that only he can do. The "Bocchan..." thing in that quiet, no-nonsense voice. He's like an older brother to me, or a surrogate father. I remember him using that same sort of voice when I was little.

"Bocchan, you should go back. Go to that party you told me about and talk to people. Be social. You were so outgoing when you were younger, and I know that part of you is still there. All I ask is that you try."

...He knows I can't deny him any kind of request, today. So I'll go to this masquerade...and try. For Gremio, and for myself.
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