2005-03-10

funny_herman: (Pic 2)
2005-03-10 09:44 pm

Still in bed.

I can hear voices in Hans's room next door. One of them sounds like Adam's. Yes, that's his laugh.

I pull the covers up around my head and make no move to see how anyone is doing this morning -- and I feel selfish for it. After all, Danny came into the Klub last night bleeding from a knife wound, and Adam and Ophilia had escaped a fire that burned down their apartment.

Why do I suddenly feel as if I don't care? Or that I can't be bothered? I'm sure they're all fine. I did my part to help already, so there's no reason I shouldn't stay in today and continue to sleep.

This isn't like me. At all...

Victor confuses me. There. I admit it. If I could just be open with him about everything, why I keep holding back, then perhaps I can rest more comfortably. Easier said than done, as per usual.

I do care.