The Big, Bad Wolf...? Legoshi x Reader

Morning (Day 2)

Dear Diary

That stupid aye-aye ass-ass took my diary away! She said I 'needed to rest' or some shit and put it in her desk drawer. I tried telling her it was therapeutic for me, but you wanna know what the bitch said? She said 'sleeping is more therapeutic.' Like- bitch, you are 60 centimeters shorter than me. My jaw strength is 1,500 pounds. Per. Square. Inch.

Sorry, I took a few minutes and I'm calmer now. I've always kind of had a problem with 'authority figures' thinking they're better than you just because they can be as much of an asshat as they want, but you can't because of 'disrespect' or some shit. Ok, I think I need a few more minutes.

I need to think of what I'm gonna do when night comes later today. I obviously can't do this  every night. 1. The nurses definitely wouldn't believe that I conveniently got inconveniently sick every single night. And 2. It would absolutely destroy my throat to keep throwing up.

I thought for a second about requesting to switch rooms. But where would they put me? It's not like there's multiple rooms for canines.

Oh my god I'm dumb. I can just stay with Kasia and Juno! They told me they lock their door at night. Legoshi would have to claw his way through the door, so there's no way he's getting in without any of us hearing. Aha. Looks like I just came up with another ingenious plan. You did good, Y/N. I told Mr. Aarons, the day nurse that I was feeling better and wanted to go to class. "Are you sure, Y/N?" He said this with a raised eyebrow. "Mrs. Svenning told me you were tossing and turning all night. And sleep-talking. That's a clear as day sign of distress." I quickly thought to lie and said that I've always done that, ever since I was a pup. "Yeah, it's a fox thing. It makes it so we're alert even when we're asleep." I faked a smile that I hoped looked convincing and puffed out my chest to seem more confident. I don't think he 100% believed me, but he told me I was good to go anyways.

He handed me my now clean pajamas and I sighed a quiet sigh of relief as I walked through the door. It was still early, I had enough time to go to my dorm and brush my teeth, change my clothes, all that jazz. I did just that, as well as covertly slip a pair of scissors into my backpack. I took some comfort in knowing that I had a plan for the night, and a weapon for the day.