Zeon didn't work up the nerve to say anything, but thankfully it wore off. Umeda... Don't do that ever again. Don't give me excuses, don't tell me I'm being self centered, and most importantly, don't ever do it again, to anyone. Just don't.
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I... I'm glad no one noticed, but that hurt... Silence. I couldn't make a sound. I know I'm being silly, but... No. I'm not being silly. He had no right to do that to me, and I don't care how nice he's been to me, that...
I can barely move. Zeon got me a numbing potion, but that only made things worse... I couldn't make a sound... I still can't physically feel anything...
At least I can see and hear and write in my journal still... If someone took that away from me I wouldn't be able to handle this.
Honya-chan isn't here to save me this time...
At least I have my
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Where's my car? I can't find it and I can't get up to look around my bed...
I need it. I need it right now.
(page is tearstained, handwriting is shaky, icon shows as her angry one, mood shows (and is increasingly getting) as panicked. Reira started sobbing into her pillow around midnight (while she was writing/after this). If anyone in the wing was awake at that time, feel free to notice.)