ZELL
Chicken-wuss. Shorty. Squirt. It takes so little to get a reaction out of him. That's really the only reason I pick on him so much...because it's so easy to get him all worked up. Well...that and he's just damn funny when he's pissed. The air boxing is hilarious. His seemingly boundless energy is down right irritating sometimes. It wouldn't hurt for him to learn to keep his mouth shut...though I'm not really one to talk about that, am I? Teasing him is quite entertaining…but I don't do it much anymore. I'm more into ignoring him now...which makes him just as angry.
He's a little too...emotional for me. Probably because I lack the ability to express how I feel so openly. A problem which some people call cowardice. They can fucking bite me. He lets everyone know just how he feels when he feels it and no one thinks less of him for it. That's what I envy about him. I wish I could care less about how people see me, but I'm too damn worried about what's left of my old image. It's just one more flaw that makes me who I am. He confuses me sometimes...especially when he stands up for me. I wish he wouldn't. I can handle the shit everyone throws at me all by myself...I think. Ok ok...so I can't, but why does Zell, of all people, have to be the one to tell everyone else to get the fuck off my ass? After all, I only ever give him a hard time. I guess it's just a Zell thing...to help people "in need"...no matter who they are. Maybe I'll thank him someday...maybe.
Zell's...cute. Yeah, that works. He's not pretty like Squall...and he's not handsome...he's cute. Even though I make fun of him for his hair…I like that too actually. And the tattoo, I catch myself staring at that sometimes. I've never liked him as I liked Squall. He never starred in any of my dreams, but that fanged snarl of his is so endearing. I wonder what he'd do if I went up to him and ruffled his hair...I'll have to do that sometime...heh heh.
He was just as amusing when we were little. Cry-baby Zell. Never once did he prove that wrong. In fact, he'd usually start to cry as soon as I said it. I'd laugh, he'd cry harder, and then someone would rush in to save him. Usually Quistis. Then he got adopted. At that time, I thought it wasn't fair...I was angry...and I took it out on everyone else. When it happened time and again...until only Squall and I were left...I realized something: No one would ever want me because of the way I was. Zell deserved the chance he got...and I don't think I'm the only one who thinks he made the most of it. Hell. When did I get so bloody sentimental?! I'm starting to scare myself.
Chicken-wuss. Shorty. Squirt. It takes so little to get a reaction out of him. That's really the only reason I pick on him so much...because it's so easy to get him all worked up. Well...that and he's just damn funny when he's pissed. The air boxing is hilarious. His seemingly boundless energy is down right irritating sometimes. It wouldn't hurt for him to learn to keep his mouth shut...though I'm not really one to talk about that, am I? Teasing him is quite entertaining…but I don't do it much anymore. I'm more into ignoring him now...which makes him just as angry.
He's a little too...emotional for me. Probably because I lack the ability to express how I feel so openly. A problem which some people call cowardice. They can fucking bite me. He lets everyone know just how he feels when he feels it and no one thinks less of him for it. That's what I envy about him. I wish I could care less about how people see me, but I'm too damn worried about what's left of my old image. It's just one more flaw that makes me who I am. He confuses me sometimes...especially when he stands up for me. I wish he wouldn't. I can handle the shit everyone throws at me all by myself...I think. Ok ok...so I can't, but why does Zell, of all people, have to be the one to tell everyone else to get the fuck off my ass? After all, I only ever give him a hard time. I guess it's just a Zell thing...to help people "in need"...no matter who they are. Maybe I'll thank him someday...maybe.
Zell's...cute. Yeah, that works. He's not pretty like Squall...and he's not handsome...he's cute. Even though I make fun of him for his hair…I like that too actually. And the tattoo, I catch myself staring at that sometimes. I've never liked him as I liked Squall. He never starred in any of my dreams, but that fanged snarl of his is so endearing. I wonder what he'd do if I went up to him and ruffled his hair...I'll have to do that sometime...heh heh.
He was just as amusing when we were little. Cry-baby Zell. Never once did he prove that wrong. In fact, he'd usually start to cry as soon as I said it. I'd laugh, he'd cry harder, and then someone would rush in to save him. Usually Quistis. Then he got adopted. At that time, I thought it wasn't fair...I was angry...and I took it out on everyone else. When it happened time and again...until only Squall and I were left...I realized something: No one would ever want me because of the way I was. Zell deserved the chance he got...and I don't think I'm the only one who thinks he made the most of it. Hell. When did I get so bloody sentimental?! I'm starting to scare myself.
