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✎: a journal entry about your muse written by my muse.
[An excerpt from Ezra’s Journal Entry - *one day to be published]October 31, 2015 -
Remember the other day when I wrote about my “incident” with a middle-aged woman. How she sat me down on one of the benches and gave me an extensive, unnecessary lecture about how drunken behaviors will lead me nowhere in life? How I should get my act together or else I’ll never find a girl and raise a child of my own? Well, to “teach me a lesson”, she forced me to help her out with something. I had supposedly ruined the day for her, so now the task was on me.
And so, I’m at this stupid booth all by myself, waiting for my partner. Supposedly she’s young and pretty, but what do I care? I need to get out of this place as soon as possible before I go on a rampage. It’s for a donation - I don’t even know what this organization is for or what its called. All I know is by the end of the day, my partner and I need to obtain 500 signatures of people willing to donate to the third world countries. But looking around at the deserted area, the task is impossible, especially with other charity stations offering food and different services. Because right now, we only have an obnoxious poster behind my seat, brochures scattered on the table, one speaker, and two clipboards. How old fashion.
Ah, and my partner has arrived. She seems…friendly. I give her a quick smile before I resume my attention back at the empty clipboard. Even if she’s friendly, I’m not a friendly guy. It is awkward and stays awkward for a good hour. She tries to exchange a few conversations with me because she’s a nice girl, but I give her the cold shoulder. Because if we were to become “friends”, she would be in danger. I would end up craving her blood - and well, her innocence would be taken away by a monster.
However, the event is slow and she looks exhausted. I grab the speaker and offer a free kiss for every signature, a makeout session if the female is hot, and possibly a kiss from my partner if she finds me attractive. I gave her a quick smirk and like that, our event becomes a huge hit.
Now, I’m not psychic, so I don’t know how this event will end, but one thing for sure, I have succeeded. My partner will be able to catch up on her sleep, and right now, I envision her beautiful smile while waving at me goodbye and telling me what a smart and awesome guy I am. Okay, so maybe her smile is attractive, maybe her personality isn’t that bad - but hey, humans are human, right? And in my dictionary humans are all monsters.
But who knows, maybe she can be another friend who changes my perspective. Though right now, I’ll settle with - “she thinks I’m a cool person to be around.” We made a good team together; I’ll update more about our new friendship in the near future, if of course, she thinks I’m cool. If not, well, we’ll see –
