"Prr, I suppose so." The wind made her short skirt go up. "WHAAA!? MEOWMEOWMEOWMEOW!!" She pushed the front and back down, the sides still up. Jaycie cracked up laughing. Kacey was pure red.
"So, what's happenin'?" Kacey had her gold collar on, and her one-bead necklace. "Mel-Mel's sick, so I had to be a little late. 'Scuse me please." She stuck her tongue out.
Delilah yawned. "Arrr... It's so boring today!" Jaycie rolled her eyes. "Just because you're based off a dog doesn't mean that you have to act like one." Eliza looked at them boredly. "I think both of you are too over dramatic," she said flatly.
He thought about yesterday. He still liked her. He knew he did. He was wrong. He knew she could clearly understand. He knew there was clearly something she was hiding. He knew what it was like... "All~too~well~" he said in a sing-song voice.
He awoke, the cover thrown to the floor again. He stood up, not slipping, and yawned. He put his mask on, walking into the living room. He wasn't planning anything too eventful today.
He'd already done so, and he felt his eyes well up. He blinked the water away, parking in his driveway. He entered the house, going into his bedroom, and taking off his mask. He didn't dare look into the mirror to see the horror that he barely even called his 'face'. He laid down, covering up, and falling asleep.