Odd question. Well Rose this is what's up: I went out for a night of drinking and can't remember anything, I'm now staying at your cousins'/boyfriend's apartment, oh I named myself Blue because it's the only thing I know about myself, and now I'm sitting at some diner confused out of my mind.

I settle for saying, "Err—good?"

She seems very, how do I put this? Stubborn. Child-like. Basically me in another human body.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rose throw a bread roll at Louis and it stuck to his face because the amount of butter on the top.

I feel like that might be too obvious. 

Fred does something to the garbage, I swear. There is something distinctly off about it. It smells like a troll’s backside after it’s been dragged through the sewers multiple times.

Do you ever see something pass across your peripheral vision? And you convince yourself that you are going crazy? It happens far more often in this apartment than it probably should.