Initially I thought I was having a stroke, so the journal is reassuring. Just the voices of fictional characters, not a quietly imploding artery in my brain.
I know that we didn't get off on the best of feet, but [...] I just wanted to say that I talked to your ugly sister and I think I might have some information about your door. If you wanted. And also she's a horrible twin
[Public, as Rose] It's exceptionally annoying when people presume to know everything about us, simply because they've seen a [messy scribble as she tries to remember the acronym] DBD or read a book. Interpretations are subjective, and we exist beyond a few hours of entertainment.