DAY FIFTEEN: 2:31 PM. LOCATION: I DON'T KNOW WHERE THE HELL I AM I'M JUST WRITING FURIOUSLY.
SHE'S GOING OUT WITH PRETTYBOY CLOUD! A FUCKING AVALANCHE MEMBER! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HER!
Day Sixteen: 4:00 PM. Location: Brooding and grilling Eve as she makes some copies.
She's all happy and giddy. Well, if she drowned in a pool of piss I'd be happier. How could she reject me and go for that stupid, Chocobo-haired, prissy, 'I'm still hung up over my dead ex-girlfriend' Cloud? Gosh, what does she see in him? Now who's the one fraternizing with the enemy!
Turns out Grandmother had a hand in it. Too mad to write it down now. Maybe tomorrow.