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comfort?

May 12, 2011
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Timeskip
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It's been little over a year since I heard from Daisy. I guess you could say I deserved it though. Shouldn't a good father be greatful his daughter is happy? Even if it's dumb? I sighed, during at the desk in the office, propping my feet on the desk. But, unfortunately, it happened again.

If I was alone in the office those spirits would usually come out and mess with me, even now.
It went dark and I fell out my chair, hearing laughs and giggles. I couldn't do anything about it, I couldn't tell them to go away. One dug her nails in my arm and scratched, leaving a open wound. I wonder from it then let out a yell from my head hurting. I couldn't hear myself, all I heard was the giggles of the spirits. Normally I wouldn't have to deal with this because Dais would help but she isn't here.

The torment stopped after a long moment. I stayed on the floor though, zoning in an out of consciousness. I heard the door of the pizzeria open and someone picked me up. I looked to see who it was, seeing Mike, and I smiled very lightly before passing out

I woke up later in a bed. I looked around and say up slowly. I tried remembering what had happened but all I could remember is me passing out on the floor in the office. I yawned and stood up, walking out the room. Mike was sitting on his floor on his phone till he heard me and looked over. "Hey sleepy head, how you feel?" He asked and I went over to him. "Decent, just a faint headache" i said and he nodded. I laid by him, wrapping my arms around him. "Hey you idiot, what are you..." His sentence trained off as I nuzzled my head in his chest. "Tch..." He made that sounds as he messed with my hair. I closed my eyes, feeling comfortable. Feeling safe. Feeling love.... I fell asleep again, with a nice feeling