SH.HP: A Study in RoseNovember 20, 1984Journal,God, I’m absolutely barking for starting this. I don’t even know how to address you. It’s like I’m talking to someone without a name, and that makes this entire thing so much harder than it already is. I don’t know how people write journals without feeling like pompous prats.All right, I’m going to assume there’s a reader, and I will address you, reader, as if I’m writing to you right now.Reader,I’m not a pompous prat, by the way. I just feel like an idiot, writing here in this journal assuming that one day, someone will consider what I have to say here worth reading. That’s the pompous bit: that this is even interesting.Oh, but it is. Well, sort of. That’s the only reason I’ve even come to this point – I feel like something strange has happened, or is going to happen, or –I’m not getting anywhere. Let me start again.Hello, reader.
Savvy Chapter SeventeenSavvy's Christmas Party, One Week Later...Loud feedback rang through the club that evening, causing everyone who'd shown up early to the Christmas party to wince. Nathan smiled sheepishly before continuing to adjust his amplifier. The band was set up on the stage, nearly ready to start, but Inuyasha had told Miroku he needed to go up to his apartment for something first. Miroku had a feeling the hanyou didn't need anything, except perhaps a moment alone.Kagome had invited a guy to the party.She'd also invited a girl, a short, rather elfish looking thing with chunky, black hair and a nose ring, but Miroku and Sango had both seen the look on Inuyasha's face when Kagome had introduced him to Jonathan.He was jealous.When Inuyasha returned to the stage, Miroku knew better than to try joking about the situation; the surly look on his friend's face was warning enough. "Did you guys get your shit straight about the new song?" he asked Miroku as he adjusted the microphone stand he r