Alright, here goes this small Leo greentext, I apologize for any mistakes as I am not familiar with GVH and it's characters.
>It's another one of those days.
>No matter how much I stay in bed, my body can't sum up the energy to do much of anything.
>The ceiling fan swings like a pendulum that refuses to fall
>Time feels still, like I'm drifting through a half-awake haze
>...I don't feel like doing much of anything, my hand reflexively reaches for my phone, maybe Sage is...
>No, no it's too early, besides, I shouldn't bother them, they're probably getting ready to head out.
>...silence, interrupted by the fan blades cutting through the air.
>There it is, again. That freezing, stinging cold, it seeps into my bone marrow, into my stomach, into my mind...into my thoughts.
>...I miss you, mom...I really, really do.
>I miss your voice, your way of speech. How you'd ground me for skipping homework to go swim.
>Yet, after all this time, you never seemed mad at me. You'd always sit by the pool, watching me dive into the water again and again until I'd notice you.
>... Maybe the communal pool is open this morning.
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