mythopoeics

[He was tired. Honestly and truly tired. He'd managed to get around a cold without much trouble, something he was glad for. He hadn't wanted to deal with it. It had taken some vitamin C and get a little more sleep. It had meant pushing aside things that he wanted to do to get that sleep, but it wasn't worth the cold that would hit him.

He was going to take a weekend to see Eve and relax. Hopefully he wouldn't make a terrible impression. He'd get her something. A present. That should do well.]

[Filter: Eve]
This weekend. I'd like to visit if it wouldn't be a problem. I would've come earlier, but I was a little under the weather and I didn't want to get anyone sick. Probably for Saturday.

[Filter: Hebe]
How are you? Has that brother of mine been behaving himself? Did you get the kitten?

[Filter: Public]
Today's been a good day, actually. Now that I'm not partly sick I got enough sleep and lunch was good and it was nice out. I stubbed my toe, but I'm okay with that. It didn't really hurt that much anyway. Okay, so it fucking hurt, but...I'm being optimistic...or something. At least not for very long.