I stand still, shocked from his random appearance in my room. he stands there hugging me. But i remember all the things he did to me. I snatch his knife from pocket and lift it (him still hugging you like in the picture) i was just about to stab him, but......i couldnt. For some odd reason, i still love him. i drop the knife on the floor and just, stand there. Suddenly he starts talking to me about stuff. We, and yes we, started to catch up, until i grew tired and he said he will be back before he left. After he left i just slept.
