Day 5: It's just my version of the truth

[smokin_patch]

Day 45
Your Name: Badou Nails
Suicidal Ideation: 2/10 8/10
Homicidal Ideation: 3/10
Amount of Sleep Last Night: No fucking idea.
Any Lucid or Vivid Dreams? Explain.: Nope. Blended together pain and fear and him him him. Why? Painted red in my head and I can't even remember it without his eyes. Head underwater and screaming and no one can hear,

Comments

[deatharcana]

Poor Mister Badou, I wish I could help . .

[smokin_patch]

Thanks kid, I wish you could help as well. But it's just one of those things y'know? Bad day but I'll get over it.

[deatharcana]

Well, okay, Mister Badou. Tomorrow will be better.

[deatharcana]

Oh! I remembered something, Mister Badou! Miss Flonne says I'm a guardian angel, so you can come see me if you ever need some . . uhm, guarding, I guess!

[ooc: Potentially helpful information so Badou knows where to go when shit happens :o]

[smokin_patch]

Well if Flonne says so, it must be true. I... I'll keep that in mind. Thanks Ryouji. :)

[ooc: so cute]

[deatharcana]

You're welcome, Mister Badou! I'll be here if you need me!

[smokin_patch]

You're a good kid you know that?

[deatharcana]

Heehee, so I've been told. But really, I don't like it when a friend's all upset, makes me upset too. And I want to make sure you feel better soon, Mister Badou.