September 5th,
It's been 7 months now. Seven months of me sitting in this very uncomfortable chair everyday after classes.
Oh, i forgot to mention: there was a large man with a long blond beard and a missing hand and leg that visited a few times...
I think his name was... Gobber?
Yeah... Sounds right.
He told me the is a family friend. We kinda just sat there in silence. It was really awkward.
Then he brought up a story about trolls. How they steal your socks. But only the left ones. He said that he doesn't know what's with that.
He also told me that your father told him that when you two went fishing, you went searching for trolls instead.
I can just imagine you doing that.
I started telling him about embarrassong stories about you.
Because I am just that great of a girlfriend.
But it felt nice doing that. It made me feel a little better. A bit lighter inside.
How long have you known him? You never really told me about him so I was wondering how long you've k own him for.
Sorry, I'm rambling.
Ugh...
You really need to wake up...
Before I go insane...
Astrid...