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If you were to ask Saheon, he had no fault in the matter at all, and was an unfortunate victim of another instance in a long line of attacks upon him by his roommate.
Regardless of blame, the fact of the matter was that Saheon was here, with Soleum’s diary. This hadn’t been planned. After all, whatever that freak got up to is no one’s business but his own (and Saheon’s least of all).
But really, it had been too easy to just—grab and take. Does that inspire its own bout of healthy suspicion? Yes. But the opportunity was too good to pass up.
Dear diary,
It’s my first day. I almost passed out at the thought of work, with my roommate no less. We didn’t get off to a great start. Surely we can start again on the right foot.
An odd expression forms on Saheon’s face. The raw tone of Soleum’s words, which he never uses in their conversation, leads him to almost believe that this could be a genuine copy of his roommate’s inner thoughts. He flips further, each page wont to reveal something new about Soleum.
Work at Daydream has been boring these past few days. But still, I can’t find it in myself to complain when it allows me to avoid it.
Saheon’s heart races as he turns the page, at the idea that perhaps some sort of weakness he can keep on hand.
You thought ^^ Did no one ever tell you not to snoop?