You relax a bit more on your futon. A yawn escapes your mouth.
“I guess you’re right. Nobodies really perfect so I guess that even if I fuck up every now and then, it doesn’t meant that I’m necessarily bad.”
“I guess so. Then again, I really don’t know for sure.”
“Oh, and Brandy?”
“Yes?”
“I think I’d like to think of as friends.”
“Okay then, I’ll think of you as a friend.”
Your eyes begin to get heavy.
“Thank you Brandy.”
Brandy begins humming.
“What are you doing?”
“Is this bothering you?”
“No, it’s nice.”
“Then I will resume.
She continues her humming and you fall asleep.
You wake up with your wing screaming in pain. The clock reads 10:42 AM You think about what you need to do today.
Going through the list of things you got done, you realize that there’s nothing really left besides checking the online listings for your next job. Although, There’s nothing really urgent you need to do at the moment so you could always take some time for yourself, but eventually you’re going to have to get back to work.