I had a thought but it fled quickly. While it was disappointing, it was still okay because I had him here with me, and that's how it works, right?
Not that I would know.
These days, when I wake up in a strange place wearing a strange mask, I'm not sure what to think. What is he planning? It's bound to be something bad, knowing that guy.
Not that I would know.
Not that I'm allowed to know, even though we share this body, dammit, and I have a right to--
And still, he keeps my own secrets from me.
[100-word challenge: tobixmadara, anchor]
