Different Identities

Here are some updates from today: I walked to Logan's house to apologize. I realized the "consequences" of my actions... or have I? His neighbours are out on their porch. He opens up the door, and says "Soo you're here to finally confess your feelings for me?" "I wanted to let you know I haven't actually killed anyone." He glares at me. He takes a step out, probably to see if anyone has heard. And his neighbours are looking at me in terror. "Don't worry guys, she's not a complete psycho." He chuckles nervously. He takes a step back and opens the door wider. "Get in before you scare off all my fucking neighbours." "What is it that you want? You want me to bury your fiance for you?" "Oh my god you would do that for me? Wow,  your loyalty runs deep." "I checked - he's alive you sick bitch. Let's not talk loyalty right now, Let's talk about what's in your sick head...

Today was hilarious. I went into a bar (yes, by myself). Why? Because I felt like it. I didn't intend on this to happen.. but it did. The act of drinking alone was tranquil. A few minutes into it, a guy sits next to me. I'm seriously hoping he doesn't talk to me. Of course at that moment, he attempts to initiate a conversation. My body language and tone of voice screamed "stay away from me". My answers were of monotone one word answers. Along with flirtatious and sexual undertones, he decides he wants to follow me out once I pay my tab and finish up my drink. I stopped abruptly in front of the door and blink at him. "Have a good day." We're in the parking lot now. Guy: Well don't you want to spend more time talking? Me: Not really. I have to go to work, goodbye. Guy: Okay.. so can I get your number? Me: I don't have one. Guy is persisting further. Frustration is undoubtedly present on my face. "What do you want buddy?"...