Diary Entry 3: Rude!
Hi there, Diary! We've got some bad news, unfortunately, and just found time to sit down. Nobody around is really willing to speak with us anymore and has been trying to bite us and stuff which is just so incredibly rude. Can you believe people these days? I think that a lack of sensitivity training in our schools is the cause of all this. Anyway, my friends were very sad because they insisted we had to find someone to tell us what was happening! Eventually we took a break here in this safe room so I could write in you! (Does that tickle?)
I was happy to find more pain killers for Louis when we stopped here, and he seemed just as happy to have them! Francis in the meantime likes to sing a silly song about bottles of beer on the wall, and Bill likes to grumble alot and smoke many, many cigarettes. I actually wonder where he keeps pulling them out from because I've never really seen him start a new one. Does he have one of those electronic cigarettes? That'd be so cool. I'll have to ask him about that later.
Oh, but I got to show everyone my special talents while we were running around! Francis got a little bitten up, and so I pulled out my handy dandy first aid kit. At first he didn't want me anywhere near him, but when I finally was able to tape him up, all my new friends were highly impressed with my medical skills! So I was dubbed the official team nurse! I'm so happy. Now they make sure to tell me every time they find new supplies!
Well right now someone is chewing on the back door, so Bill is shooting at them through the window grates. Some people just have no manners, you know? They could try knocking. Though they won't let me answer the door when people come by. I suppose...!
I'm going to take a short nap because I am very, very tired right now. I'll give my new friends night-night kisses before I find a spot to be cozy... the couch in here looks nice, and I can pretend the plastic sheeting we found is a blanket. Goodnight, diary!