The damn flu almost took a bad bitch out but im back.
*Long Chapter*
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End of August
NEXT DAY Yesterday, technically today, since it was well past midnight, ended up being actually really good. After the baking and the whole Kendall revelation spiral settled, I got on my PS5. Hala upgraded it recently, which I beleve was supposed to be a peace offering for that day and all the other days, even if she'll never admit that. Either way, still fuck Hala but new console.
I hopped on and Sebastian was already mid-scream. Like not reacting to something, just already in it, full volume, as if he'd been warming up before I even loaded in. Honestly I don't know why I'm always surprised. Santiago showed up at some point went straight to Sebastian, and just slapped him on his neck. Calm as anythingwhich made me laugh.
He looked straight at me and went, "did Lev do something." I said it was just a dumb fight between friends because I genuinely did not have the energy to get into it.
Somehow after that ft/stream I ended up in a stream where nobody used my actual name, just variations of whatever baked goods I looked like and I don't even fully know how that started. I'm questioning this one.
Anyway, That's where I met Emi. She's twenty-five, completely unbothered about everything, the kind of person you talk to for forty minutes and realise afterward that you actually learned something. Genuinely one of the more interesting people I've come across in a while.
So. Good night, all things considered.
Anyway. Back to now
I'm actually in a great mood today, which already feels suspicious. I'm hoping it's gonna be a great day cause i havent had one of those in a bit. The sky's looking gloomy, so I'm not doing anything ambitious with my outfit, I'm just settling for comfort. I post two outfit options on my story, while I wait for the shower to heat up, I hop in the shower, and by the time I check back, the votes are in.
I put the winner outfit on which is a black bodycon shirt, black sweatpants and a cream coloured long cardigan. I put my hair in a loose ponytail and leave my face a little bare cause i cant be fucked to actually do makeup not to say i didnt put a lil smtg on. Im done in like thirty minutes.
I check my phone as i make breakfast and there's a voicemail from Lev. For a moment I contemplate whether to listen to it.
I listen to a voicemail Lev sent and sigh. He makes it so hard to be mad ar him but I'm still staying cold for a while.
Yeah, we weren't dating, He never actually said he liked me and Yh we almost kissed but I was the one who pushed him away, and that "date" probably didn't even count as a date to him so this probably isn't a big deal but im too hurt to let it go. So technically, I hurt my own feelings, but I need someone to blame, and right now, hes the best option.
