Mar 26, 2007 20:44
Dear Journal,
Skipped a day of writing, I know. Bad Phoebe. But, in my defense, I did get to have a lazy day with Tim out by the lake. Got a nice tan, too, which is good. I've been pale way too long. Anyway, afterward, though, Tim and I got to watch the sunset, which was gorgeous. Next time I think I'll fly up to the roof of the school, and watch from there.
After sunset, he and I let out our AEs, FireStorm and Knightmare. That's when the trouble started. FireStorm's not bad in combat, but when you're outnumbered by like six or seven guys, three of which REFUSED to relinquish their guns, even after she heated the metal to above skin scalding, you're pretty much screwed. All I know was I got shot; Tim took me back to Dia for healing. Poor girl. It was in the middle of the night so we must have woken her up.
But I think I should get shot more often, because after Tim put me in a warm bath we had the most mind blowing sex you could think of without being on drugs. Oh my God, it was fantastic! Chocolate covered Tim is delicious!
Well, that's all for now.
Sincerely,
Phoebe