"What is the one thing evil cannot face? Not ever?... Itself." - The Doctor, Kinda, Doctor Who
I wake up and I fell sick. I'm being assigned my job today. Plus I'm stupid enough to try to kiss a man through a forcefeild.
Why am I even mad at myself? Wasn't it his fault. He leaned in first. Leath made it seem like I was so keen to kiss him. He was very falipint about the whole thing last night. I'm so tired of men.
I have never understood the male species. What is the need for them? I know when humans used to be able to have contact they needed men for repruduction. Now they don't.
Knock knock.
I look at my door.
It's probable Zaich. He always forgets his tweed jacket.
I look around my apartment. No tweed jacket.
I start to feel this scary, parinoid feeling.
I have a forcefeild, so what could anyone do to me?
I slowly open my door.
I meet a pair of honey eyes and gasp.
It's Leath!
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