Luna
I wake up the next day feeling slightly off, I run through my conversation with Richard wondering what could possibly make me feel like this and I cannot pinpoint it. I growl to myself as I stand in the shower letting the warm water run down my body in a soothing cascade. I hate feeling like this – you know when you feel like something is wrong but you don’t know what.
I try to remember what else happened last night. Nothing major happened to warrant me feeling like this.
Though Tlou called me last night as I was getting into bed, I smile at that thought as a rush of feeling fills me chasing the feeling of foreboding away as I remember our conversation. We talked long into the early morning hours until I couldn’t keep my eyes open. He regaled me with stories about him and his b
