DEAR JOURNAL: DAY IDK

[treehouse_sir]

TODAY WAS WAY LESS EMOTIONAL WHICH IS GOOD. I DON'T CARE FOR EMOTIONS.

I CHANGED THE OIL IN BECKY'S CAR, WHICH WAS GOOD BC I LIKE THAT STUFF.

AGAIN WAR ASKED ME TO TAKE A LOOK AT HIS CAR. I'LL DO THAT SOON. *MAY ALSO DRIVE IT*

FUSSED AT DEAN FOR CALLING HIS SISTER A WHORE. TOLD HIM TO GO TO COLLEGE.
PARENTING FOR THE WEEK: ✓

BOUGHT SOME MORE PAINT FOR

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[mary_treehouse]

HONEY, ITS A ZEBRA..
GOSH OUR WIDDLE WILLIAM. :')

ALSO UM.
*STILL AWKWARD*

[treehouse_sir]

OHHHHH I SEE IT!

...
*KISSES*

[mary_treehouse]

*SMALL KISS*

[treehouse_sir]

*HOLDS HAND*

OH AND UH...I DON'T WANT TO SOUND RUDE OR ANYTHING BUT...DON'T GO IN THE KITCHEN, OKAY?

[mary_treehouse]

*SOFT SQUEEZE*

...IS SHE IN THERE?

[treehouse_sir]

*KISSES FOREHEAD*

NO SWEETIE, DEAN AND I JUST HAVE A SURPRISE FOR YOU.

[mary_treehouse]

YOU'RE BAGS ARENT IN THERE ARE THEY? YOU ARENT LEAVING RIGHT? ;____;

[treehouse_sir]

NO, MARY, NO. I TOLD YOU I'D NEVER LEAVE. JUST...WAIT A FEW MINUTES AND YOU'LL KNOW, OKAY? JUST TRUST ME.

[mary_treehouse]

OH. OKAY.
*WAITS NERVOUSLY*

[treehouse_sir]

*SNEAKS OUT OF THE KITCHEN AND GIVES HER A KISS*

IF YOU SMELL SOMETHING BURNING, EVERYTHING IS OKAY!

[mary_treehouse]

...

HONEY ARE YOU COOKING?

[treehouse_sir]

...

*PURPOSELY LOOKS AWAY*

NO.

[mary_treehouse]

HONEY I SMELL MY SPATULA BURNING.

[treehouse_sir]

NO THAT'S NOT YOUR SPATULA

...

*DISAPPEARS INTO THE KITCHEN*

*YELLS* DEAN WTH IS THAT?!

[mary_treehouse]

...

*SWEATS*

[treehouse_sir]

*POPS HEAD OUT*

ALMOST DONE HONEY! WHY DON'T YOU HAVE A SEAT AT THE TABLE :)