So what, exactly, is going on? What about it requires my removal? Is that an independent idea of hers, or is it because of something going on? Is it just one more way to up the curiosity ante?
Gah, that's a million questions. No more questions tonight! I'm going to polish my letter to my monetary savior, look at some more gorgeous pictures of mr. ulliel and wrap myself up in an angular blue eyed dream while I take a relaxing bath. Sounds like a fuckin plan!
