A Video Blog Post -- Filtered to Kaylee Frye
[[The anonymous entry is posted in an unknown blog. The camera switches on to reveal "Billy," sitting on the same sofa as last time. He's staring at the camera blankly, then takes a deep breath.]]
"Emotions are something that I can't afford."
[[His voice is quiet. And hesitant. He looks down at his lap, a wry smile playing on his features briefly. The kind that straddles the line between smiling and grimacing.]]
"It's not exactly like they've done me any good."
[[He looks up, but his gaze is far off. Like he's remembering precisely how emotions had wronged him. There's a small shake of his head.]]
"When something goes wrong in one of my plans, I learn from it. I go back to the drawing board. And I get better."
[["Billy" falls quiet, fidgeting slightly..nervously. He's looking anywhere but the camera. Then, finally, he looks up at the camera.]]
"I want to go back to the drawing board. I just don't know how."
[[He stares again for a second, and then nods once before reaching over to turn it off.]]
"Emotions are something that I can't afford."
[[His voice is quiet. And hesitant. He looks down at his lap, a wry smile playing on his features briefly. The kind that straddles the line between smiling and grimacing.]]
"It's not exactly like they've done me any good."
[[He looks up, but his gaze is far off. Like he's remembering precisely how emotions had wronged him. There's a small shake of his head.]]
"When something goes wrong in one of my plans, I learn from it. I go back to the drawing board. And I get better."
[["Billy" falls quiet, fidgeting slightly..nervously. He's looking anywhere but the camera. Then, finally, he looks up at the camera.]]
"I want to go back to the drawing board. I just don't know how."
[[He stares again for a second, and then nods once before reaching over to turn it off.]]