the twenty-first

[nonesodangerous]

You can all threaten to kill me later for just disappearing, but that's really not the point right now. The point is I'm supposed to still... be disappeared, or however that should be put in a grammatically correct fashion, I don't know.

But I'm not.

I'm at the Pemberly's house, and I've locked myself inside one of their closets. Whoever thought to put locks on the inside of closets has my eternal gratitude.

There's something very, very wrong. Lockon's at the house too. He and Michael are...

I. I don't even know how to put this. It's all wrong.

Somebody help me.

Please.

Comments

[oceanicbutterfly]

Tieria-san, what's wrong?

[nonesodangerous.livejournal.com]

I woke up in Michael Pemberly's bed with him and Lockon Stratos, and there are far too many people who don't see a problem with that. That's what's wrong.

[oceanicbutterfly]

...I'm glad you finally see that there's a problem there, but I don't think it merits hiding in the closet.

[nonesodangerous.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, finally?

[oceanicbutterfly]

...that it's been a long time since I first objected?

[nonesodangerous.livejournal.com]

I suppose this means you're also affected, then.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Affected?