Soren
Mia came and brought me some lunch, waking me, I assume, not too long after I had passed out. Still, I felt refreshed but worried too. I wanted Alana to bring me dinner, not Mia. Where was she? I couldn’t have pissed her off that bad.
I talked to Mia for a little bit and asked her about Alana. She did confirm that she was upset with me, which I already knew. Multiple times of asking where she was at got me nowhere. These were supposed to be my friends, but here they were, covering for her. I understood that she was upset, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t come in here so that we could talk about it.
Hours after dinner, I finally gave up waiting for her to come in here and apologize. There was no way that I was going to say sorry again for something that I really wasn’t sorry fo
