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The Diary of a Really Antisocial Individual
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Diary Entry 2 - Tea and Biscuits

Recently, I felt the need to send some kind of gesture towards the people around me. Perhaps the desire to make any gesture at all was born from some innate selfishness, at first. Not believing myself on good terms with my allies, I felt the need to rectify the problem. Though I do wonder if they all actually recieved my gifts.

Their stresses in mind over missions past, present, and future, I took it upon myself to ensure that there were plenty of supplies for hot beverages. Tea speaks to me more, but I'm sure a lot of my comrades lean more towards coffee instead. I respect that opinion - It's a wrong opinion, but I respect it all the same. So I supplied both. Biscuits were also added to the supply. They enhance the experience - if you remember they're there. Usually don't, but that's my own fault.

Delivered some tea to the hospital in the capital, too. Since they've been working with us I figured I'd branch out my generosity. They've only tea - they're not exactly direct comrades so they will take that tea and enjoy it. Or scrap it, I'm not really going to check in on their tea consumption. Saw Genos, a popular person around these parts, lurking there. Likely a hospital guard. Didn't ask too much - I was in and out to avoid being caught being nice by anyone I actually know.

...Every time I look at that painting of a cat pawing a tennis ball on the wall in my office, I feel more motivated. I'm learning to hate life less and less. Still hate it, though. There's an unsettling feeling in the air...
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Ending 145: Disappointed in Humanity
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