New Flatmate

So, like I said yesterday, I’m apparently getting a new flatmate. We met right after school today with T.H.E.R.A.P.I.S.T. watching us intensely. We agreed to meet at Aux Pains de Papy, and the name itself was actually quite alarming. 

Fortunately, it wasn’t all that painful. The new flatmate is a lean girl of 17 who looks like she’s come off the screen of some steampunk movie. She wore a brown top hat, a vest of a similar colour, a plain white shirt undereneath and a Victorian tie. Her pants were black and she wore black riding boots. She also had a bunch of belts, a pair of goggles, and a “glow dust” pendant.

I guess I’ve been watching too much Sherlock (and too much reading Conan Doyle stories about him as well), because a few months ago I actually started training myself to notice small things in life. Not like my grades (or teachers, for that matter) were happy with it, but if they don’t care about my opinion, then I don’t care about theirs. 

So I studied the girl carefully. I could safely assume that she was indeed doing some serious horseback riding, was a lefty, and didn’t get a good night’s sleep. She also had a black animal – I couldn’t figure out whether it was a dog or a cat.

She was very cheerful, and told me all about herself – she indeed loved horses, and asked if I would mind the smell. I said I was completely fine with it. She said she had a cat. I said it would make a good lunch for Peeve. She laughed and said I was very funny.

Ugh.

I said I was a sociopathic psychopath who makes plans on taking over the Klingon Empire, has a blog, and is probably going to sail around the flat on the cupboard. She said it sounds like fun. I threatened to make her walk the plank. She said she’d eat all my food if I did. On that note the arguments ended. 

T.H.E.R.A.P.I.S.T. said we’ll get along. Tomorrow she’s moving in.

Oh, and her name’s Amy, and her bloody cat’s name is Cairo. 

 

I told Peeve about what happened today. He stared at me, and then I remembered that he’s deaf. I smacked myself. I know, I’m still the genius.

And I believe that’s it for today, although I might add some weird things and/or stories later this evening. Later.

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