I'm Sick in Bed

Both Hot Baby Roy and Wino Jo have been taking care of me now I'm ill. It's very nice because Hot Baby Roy brings me up soup and sits and tells me stories about the Leotard Girls or more about his blossoming relationship with The Raven Princess Spandex. He's getting his hopes up a bit because they haven't even kissed or been on a date yet. I asked him about if she mentioned me and he just stares awkwardly at the ground and changes the subject. He'll regret it if he doesn't help me, that's all I'll say for now.

Wino Jo brings me hot whiskeys and I worry that he maybe drinks some of the whiskey himself but I don't want to get into that conversation because he might stop bringing me them and they give me energy.

I half suspect that they're both waiting on me to fall asleep so they can use my laptop but if I catch them at it I'll break their bones (when I'm better).

I might put on a leotard for comfort, just under my pyjamas. No one will see.

Hot Baby Roy is Here To Stay

Hot Baby Roy told me last night that his landlord phoned him asking why he hadn't been at the house for a few weeks. Hot Baby Roy told him that he'd had death threats (which is at least an exageration and probably a complete lie) and the landlord told him that the house was a mess and that Hot Baby Roy could fuck off because if he ever saw him again he'd break his bones.

Hot Baby Roy screamed and hung up on him. Now it seems Hot Baby Roy is here to stay. I knew it from the start, still it has its come at the best time because I need Hot Baby Roy to help me get back into the Leotard Girls good favour.

I asked him how much of a mess his old house was and he just shrugged and said "a bit of wank here and there but the place was a dump anyway."

He saw I looked less than impressed and he shouted "it's okay I won't wank here, I respect the people I share with."

I don't believe him. I think he wanks on the sofa when the house is free.