Bandages are so itchy, ugh.

Spending New Years with Doc. He got Sanford and I some fireworks.

Oh my god he's blasting Slim Shady.

I hear loud music from Deimos's room.

Wow! Thank you, I'm quite embarrassed. I love the color, I have a coat that will go well with it. Thank you.

Oh, I'm going to go to bed early tonight, but I wish everyone a Merry Christmas. Happy holidays!

I've also been asked if I'm okay, specifically from my post about Hank. I'm quite alright, I just have some big scars from when Hank and I would fight. I have a big one on my neck from when he decapitated me, and some more sprinkled around my body here and there.

I forgot this account is meant for work, but I guess my personal life is important too.

I'm drowning in my feelings and embarrassment!

I'm staring at the ceiling, my body is burning and I can only think of him. I feel like I'm malfunctioning.

I'm so glad to be ending my night cuddling Deimos while watching Christmas movies. This is very tranquil.

The Status Quo is having a Christmas Eve party and Deimos immediately started drinking. Sanford is drinking, but Dei gets so out of control. Someone better save me.

I just finished wrapping presents, I think I outdid myself this year!

One thing I've learned from being a mercenary is that anger makes you stupid. So if you're ever in a bad situation, put your anger aside to think!

I've been teaching 2bdamned new lingo and I'm not sure how to feel about it.

Can someone please help Dr. Herman? I'm stuck on what to do.

Doc is getting older and it's scaring me. Today I started my morning by explaining what Minecraft is to him.

More Doc's? More people to plead and fail to get me out of here.

@pitbulloffhisleash.bsky.social When you wake up, can you help me make breakfast? I'm sorry if I wasn't my best yesterday. Atleast it was fun.

I don't like him.

It's weird casually talking to the guy that locked me up for years and to just talk about simple things like the weather, then to be like "Yea remember when you bought me from the agency to use me as a last resort weapon against Hank J Wimbleton? Anyways". It still bothers me, I feel gross.

He's quite the flirt, I'd say. Doc has a hard time containing that man, but I think I can keep his antics under control. I think.

Not yet though.

Just finished more work, I'm actually exhausted tonight. If my body will let me, I think I'll go to bed early tonight.

My shock collar keeps beeping, is there something I need to do? Maybe it needs to be charged. I'm not sure what's going on, or maybe it's a bomb? What's going on?!

My worst fear is waking up and 2bdamned is dead or something, I'm afraid to sleep sometimes because of it.

Okay, I'm sorry Doc. I'll go to bed.

Unsure if it matters, but here's the full picture that Sanford took of me. He did his best, and that's all that matters to me. I'm giggling typing this out, he had to squat just to get the camera to my height. Poor thing.

Frankly 2BDamned is aware of the situation, but yes. His whole male organ in a png file was sent to be by email. I had a talk with him during my break. It went no where and I'm sitting in embarrassment writing this out.

I've stayed up until almost 6 in the morning doing paperwork. I should set my alarm clock so I don't sleep in too late. The work isn't going to do itself.

DEIMOS! ENOUGH WITH THE DAMN PICTURES!

Oh goodness, hello.

Hey Deimos, I got your email. Uh, please keep emails professional please. Thank you.

This is what I'm referring to by the way.

Not a fan of these new gen agency agents. I'm worried about that phrasing. You get what I mean.

I got too shy and chickened out.

Hey 2B, I just sent in my recent document, and finished my study guide. Hope this reaches you well.

I should really go say hi to Sanford more.

Uh, hey Status Quo. Just here to share documents and stuff. Sorry.