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[private-but-not-yay]
I suppose I should do this more often... ponder what little I remember and what I have discovered since living here... though all I've discovered is an odd attraction to Haseo, something I can't explain, something I can't quite remember...
He haunts my dreams, and my every waking moment... I long to touch him, to run my fingers through his hair, to hold his hand and together explore this world... but he refuses me, denies me, pretends that he doesn't understand, that he doesn't return these burning, trembling emotions.
I don't know much about my roommate, Nanami... I've spent more and more time outside the apartment. I have a difficult time opening up to people I don't know. It's strange, but I find I simply cannot do it. I'm sure that Nanami is a nice person, I just don't know them very well...
though, I am jealous of Haseo's roommate... ah... to awaken each morning and see his face... though, he didn't seem to like my gift of rose petals. Perhaps I should find another gift.
A word, a name, that Haseo mentioned recently... there's something deeply familiar about it, something that I'm drawn to. Skeith... where have I heard that name before? It was part of something bigger, something huge and dangerous and beautiful... but I cannot remember. But I find myself occasionally humming a song... it's strange, I know not the name of it, or the lyrics, or where I even heard it. Hmm, hmm hm hmm, hmm hm hmm...
Perhaps Haseo remembers, I believe he remembers more than I do... perhaps I will visit him... he may even be pleased to see me. I bought new clothes for the occasion..
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((OOC: Endrance bought some lavender silk pajamas, so deduct $35 from him, please~)
I suppose I should do this more often... ponder what little I remember and what I have discovered since living here... though all I've discovered is an odd attraction to Haseo, something I can't explain, something I can't quite remember...
He haunts my dreams, and my every waking moment... I long to touch him, to run my fingers through his hair, to hold his hand and together explore this world... but he refuses me, denies me, pretends that he doesn't understand, that he doesn't return these burning, trembling emotions.
I don't know much about my roommate, Nanami... I've spent more and more time outside the apartment. I have a difficult time opening up to people I don't know. It's strange, but I find I simply cannot do it. I'm sure that Nanami is a nice person, I just don't know them very well...
though, I am jealous of Haseo's roommate... ah... to awaken each morning and see his face... though, he didn't seem to like my gift of rose petals. Perhaps I should find another gift.
A word, a name, that Haseo mentioned recently... there's something deeply familiar about it, something that I'm drawn to. Skeith... where have I heard that name before? It was part of something bigger, something huge and dangerous and beautiful... but I cannot remember. But I find myself occasionally humming a song... it's strange, I know not the name of it, or the lyrics, or where I even heard it. Hmm, hmm hm hmm, hmm hm hmm...
Perhaps Haseo remembers, I believe he remembers more than I do... perhaps I will visit him... he may even be pleased to see me. I bought new clothes for the occasion..
[end private]
((OOC: Endrance bought some lavender silk pajamas, so deduct $35 from him, please~)