i . . . hmm. . .
i have a date?
with Cascade??
who is not only the captain of the guard but also now the general of the navy???
. . . .
i have pinched myself repeatedly and this does not appear to be a dream
so . . . then this is real life. . .
[there are doodled hearts and swirls and incomprehensible nonsense written for the next page and a half]
ahem
so that's exciting!
. . .but. . .
a part of me feels bad about feeling happy
there is so much danger, the madame is here, there is so much we don't know
but i cannot help but feel like even this will be okay
perhaps it is because for once i am not alone
in a real way, not just. . .tentative alliances in the hopes that we don't stab each other in our sleep
but i am truly not alone now
and even our new handsome, sharp friend who is carting around a cursed sword doesn't seem to dent my current feeling of lightness
. . .
and maybe this is dangerous
to be this happy
but fuck it
i have decided i do not care
if this is what happiness, real and true happiness, feels like
i will do whatever it takes it keep it
i will not let this feeling escape me again