Where do I even begin?
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No, I don't know what to say here, either. If Sengoku still wishes to see me, today, I believe everything is... resolved. More or less.
Ryoma is still asleep - last night must have been exhausting for him. But... he is in my bed. I suppose last night I was not prepared to react - not after what I had to say to Sengoku or what I know Ryoma was going through with Momoshiro. This morning there is this... giddy feeling in my stomach. I believe the expression is "butterflies."
All will be well. ]
I am afraid I am at a loss for words. As Sengoku and Momoshiro have both said, it is alarming to look back and realize how much time has passed, and pleasant to look to the future and know where I'll be. I know this time friendships I have renewed on this show will linger far beyond the last day on film.
I believe I may actually be lazy this Sunday. It is a nice day outside, but it would be a nice day to crawl back into bed and read. I am on the last few chapters of my book and it has become nearly impossible to put it down. ...And I am tempted by the young man still slumbering on my pillow.
[ooc: strikes deleted, small screened to Ryoma. Mood is also deleted - assume it reads as though he entered nothing at all. XD]