~Noelle~
I can't sleep. Isn't that ironic? I stripped off all my underwear, and settle my body into the neat bath tub that I've cleaned just a few minutes ago.
I'm tense, sparks are lighting up my skin. Creating goosebumps on my pores. The water is warm, to combat the hot way my body feels. I slide a bit, submerging myself under. And I stare up, at the bright lights.
I can hold my breath, for what I've counted as sixteen hours. An amazing trick I learnt while trying to find a home. It is also when I learnt to fish.
Talk about killing two birds with one stone.
I'm just uncomfortable. I can't explain it. I tossed and turned, feeling like something was missing from me. I need to talk to someone about this, but I'm afraid to go to Dante's room.
Wait, no, I'm not afraid of him exactly.
Ah!
My palms slosh in the water as I force them out to point my middle finger at the ceiling.
