I don't want to say it, the news is not so good, we'll never get away, and even if we could..

[queenalexia]

Day Seventy
Your Name: Alexia Ashford.
Suicidal Ideation: 0/10.
Homicidal Ideation: 8/10.
Amount of Sleep Last Night: None. I was anxious to return, in my own way..
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain.: I didn't sleep. Can you not read my previous answer? Honestly..
Moods Experienced Today: Annoyance, disgust, disappointment.
Mood Triggers: This

Comments

[devilwearsnada]

Heheh. Well, hello there.

[queenalexia]

... Yes?

[devilwearsnada]

I guess Alfred will have something to devote his time to now and stop bothering me.

[queenalexia]

And what exactly is that meant to imply? What is your business with my brother?

[devilwearsnada]

.... nothin' at all.

[queenalexia]

Somehow, I don't believe you.

[devilwearsnada]

... 'N why not?

[queenalexia]

You seem dishonest, plain and simple.

[devilwearsnada]

Why're you judging me on how I seem? Jeez, lady.

[queenalexia]

Alexia, not "lady".

And I reserve my right to judge all of those below me, as I see fit.

[devilwearsnada]

God! I can definitely tell you and Alfredo are related.

[queenalexia]

........ Alfredo?

[devilwearsnada]

Uh.. yeah. Your gay brother.

[queenalexia]

W-Wha--

My brother i--

My brother is not gay!

[devilwearsnada]

Only 'cause he wants to bang you.

[queenalexia]

Excuse me!?