A bear for christ's sake!

So she gave me a teddy bear sprayed with her perfume to "keep the nightmares away". I did not sleep with the bear, however when she came to pick it up I had put in the bed and it looked like I had been. She refused to believe that I didn't sleep with the blasted thing, like her trinket would help me sleep better.

She seems to be under some misguided idea that she can save me from myself. I flat out refuse to get involved with the girl, as charming as her heart seems to be.

On a different note, my hair looks like Wolverine's today and it amuses me.