A~Chan,
Nocchi!
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I feel awfully wasted.
Nonetheless, this is what I do.
I bloody hell just waste more...
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Reduce the amount of time you can on commuting to the time you can think up on the next chapter. That means, I haven't been writing lately and my mind seems to have drifted completely off track when I look at the papers of my SS Mai-Hime stories.
How impossible.
'Companion' the third chapter is coming, but at an extremely slow rate that I tend to only write a paragraph every time I look at it. The same goes for 'Paper doll', 'Innocent Starters' and 'Perfume Jukebox~remix'.
However, something has struck me to say that I have more ideas coming into my head than writing down the details for the current stories.
I'm starting to deviate as usual.
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Aki called from vacation, over the telephone, and she had a very long conversation with me. I first asked her whether she was using a payphone, since she usually spends her Saturday nights in Harajuku. However, she told me she was at home, using the house line to call me.
I wondered, that was odd for her, especially how she desperately wanted to spend her nights in the heart of Tokyo, shopping until she really dropped. She dragged me once, I've never seen my wallet empty so fast and my hands get filled with bags of different sizes.
I dismissed the thought as fast as she said that her sister was back and they were having a celebration. It was ten plus over there and nine here.
'Aren't you going to say something?'
I hummed a tune into the phone.
'That's not saying something.'
I placed my pencil down and stretched on my chair, cracked my knuckles and looked at my design homework. Bloody grey.
'Can you buy pencils back for me?'
'Excuse me?'
I chuckled, I heard distance laughter from the other side and the soft click of the door closing upon the hinges.
'Of all things you ask me to buy pencils.'
'8B.'
'You can buy it yourself.'
I moved over to my penknife and tucked it into my holder. She said aloud,
'Can we talk about something else, other than me buying pencils for you?'
I flipped my papers and padded across my room with my phone tucked between my ear and shoulder. I came back to my table, placed my phone on speaker, and said out,
'Enlighten me.'
'Oh, come on.'
I smirked to myself, but frowned when I noticed the silence that stretched.
'Do you ever get bored talking to me?'
At this moment, I really rushed to the phone and picked it up,
'No.'
There was another long silence and I thought I heard her muffling something on the other side. I kept my phone to my ear and the next thing I heard was a soft voice,
'I've got you a bear from Hokkaido.'
'I already have one of those.'
Her voice became louder,
'You should have told me.'
'You never asked.'
And it continued, until the fact that I heard her mother's voice in the background.
Sometimes, I wonder whether she can really hear me saying that I do miss her.
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Life is good when you see shapes, but when you see it for the first time, real and up front. One will start to think, why must we be created with all these shapes.
Geometry.
I learned to love it.
I might as well, love the world.
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Then again,
Cheers!
