{7} Pornographic priestess, boy, you've been a naughty girl you let your knickers down
The class that came with working in a flower shop seems to have gone down the drain. Today for example, I was at the counter and then one of the customers tried to put his fucking hand down my shirt. I swear. He did it when I was bending over to get some flowers for him. I bet he asked me to get some from the lower shelf so he could also look at my ass, fucking pervert. I slapped him hard in the face and said that if he tried that again I would kick his fucking ass all the way to Cena. He left then and I haven’t seen him since. The government was lying when they said that Celo was safe. It really isn’t.
So Sai is coming over for dinner soon, I have no idea what to wear or what to cook. I was thinking about making curry but I don’t think he’d be someone who would like spicy food. I’d go with chicken but chicken is so fucking boring.
I also met the guy called Asuma. He was okay, he gave me two cigarettes and he complimented me on my singing. No one’s ever done that before. He even offered to teach me some more about music. I told him about the piano lessons and he thought I should take music up again.
This reminds me, so the other day I was in the bath soaking, playing my music and then my dad went and banged on the door and told me to turn it down. He’s never done that, he’s also been snapping at me and the help more and more. I also heard him muttering about how this was all ‘too much’, I have to admit that it unnerves me. I don’t want him to go like mom, I wouldn’t know what to do then, I could end up like Fantine, I think I would kill myself then.
So Sai is coming over for dinner soon, I have no idea what to wear or what to cook. I was thinking about making curry but I don’t think he’d be someone who would like spicy food. I’d go with chicken but chicken is so fucking boring.
I also met the guy called Asuma. He was okay, he gave me two cigarettes and he complimented me on my singing. No one’s ever done that before. He even offered to teach me some more about music. I told him about the piano lessons and he thought I should take music up again.
This reminds me, so the other day I was in the bath soaking, playing my music and then my dad went and banged on the door and told me to turn it down. He’s never done that, he’s also been snapping at me and the help more and more. I also heard him muttering about how this was all ‘too much’, I have to admit that it unnerves me. I don’t want him to go like mom, I wouldn’t know what to do then, I could end up like Fantine, I think I would kill myself then.