I told you this was my fault.

What more do you want?

< Private >

I wonder... If something were to happen to my apartment--a freak fire, for instance--would she let me stay here all the time?

< / Private >

I tried to make dinner. It looks edible. And it smells okay. And I didn't burn anything. Much. So, hopefully, it will actually be decent. Or at least not lethal.