It felt like I was on cloud nine.
I felt happy, the happiest I've felt in ages, and it was all thanks to Blaze.
I still felt happy that we ended up working things out the previous night, because I wasn't sure if I'd have been able to still keep living if he had really sent me away. That stove disturbing and almost like I was starting to depend on him more than I should, but I really couldn't help it.
I was currently in the kitchen microwaving a takeout which Kim delivered about an hour ago, when Blaze was still asleep. Kim hadn't been too happy about doing that, and that was me putting it lightly.
thoughts about Taylor?