>Thursday, May 22nd (night)Hi, MarshI didn't get to go out to eat with Daddy because he had to stay at hisoffice and catch up on reports and everything from while he was gone. AndI'm mad about it, really! It's not fair when he's been gone so much! But so, I just stayed here and got a pizza for. She sighed, and leaned her head against my neck, and put her hand on my thigh, giving a little squeeze. “I was wondering when you would do that,” she murmured. “Sometimes, I’m a little slow. I can’t help it, I’m shy,” I replied, a little embarrassed. “There’s not need to be shy around me, Damien.” I enjoyed how my name sounded in her voice. “So… what about me actually first caught your attention?” she asked. “Honestly?” “Honestly. I expect nothing else.” “It was that semi-transparent shirt of. So if a ghost knows I am wearing a costume that I am suppose to be fucking safe. I thought they weren't even supposed to recognise me. but what if you are not dress up as a ghoul and dress up as Cinderella? Does that mean they would be too fucking stupid to see me as a fellow ghoul?Josh shook his head in a sarcastic way.Josh: Just a question that I hope you can answer. Are you stalking us? Is that why you were at the cafe?The Stranger: How can I be stalking you when you invited me to come and.Read More
