Dear Diary:
I woke up on top of something squishy.
Then I remembered that I actually went to sleep next to Hong Kong and I think I squished him all night.
Oops.
He seemed pretty surprise to see me sleeping next to him when he woke up, but he didn't say much. What was he gonna say? It's my house.
I'm actually pretty surprised that nobody walked in on us sleeping like that- and oh my gosh that just sounded really really wrong-
Anyways, that was the most awkward morning ever.
I got up and my back was sore as hell. I could barley even move. Still, I don't regret it.
Since I really didn't feel like making my own breakfast, I said
Me: Hey, how about we go get something at a coffee shop?
And he said
HK: Yea
We walked a few blocks to a coffee shop. I ordered what I ordered always. I'm not predictable at all.
So I sat down, and calmly drank my chocolate...... calmly...
And then Hong Kong stood up violently. I could of sworn I saw some sparkles floating around him... Oh well.
HK: SO LIKE, WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO ON THIS TOTALLY SUPER AWESOME DAY??
I choked.
Me: I was thinking the park-
HK: THE PARK? THAT'S BULLSHIT-
I understand.
HK: How about.... DISNEYLAND?
Me: There aren't Disneylands close.
HK: You mean that there isn't a Disneyland in your country? Shoot-
I should be offended.
HK: How about a fair or something like that?
Me: What's so fun about fairs?
HK: I dunno. I heard that people like to go there for fun.
Me: Count me out-
HK: OHHHHHHHH I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW!
Me: Oka-
He didn't even wait for me to finish my sentence and he just grabbed my arm and dragged me outside.
HK: Okay! So we're gonna have like, a super random day around the city!
Me: Where are we going?
HK: Hm...
He closed his eyes and pointed to a random direction.
HK: That way!
And he grabbed my hand and dragged me to who knows where.
As long as I didn't end up washed up on the beach, dead, I was good.
We walked for twenty years straight, until Hong Kong bumped his face against a pole.
Poles should be illegal.
Me: Oh god- are you okay?
HK: Yeah yeah. It's okay. This must be a sign.
Me: No, it's a pole-
HK: No. Like, this must mean something. The universe maybe wants us to stay here, so it put this pole here so I could totally break my face with it and stop walking.
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