Day three; Final Day

This is the third and last day of solitude. I don't know what time my parents are getting home, but I'm torn between joy and vague dread. I woke up this morning, dragged myself out of bed, and then was magnetically dragged back. V. Unhappily woke up at 12, THREW myself out of bed, and then did a quick cleanup of the kitchen and living room.

I was soooo happy yesterday though cos my niece made up a virus character. I can usually drag her in on things, so I'm not terribly surprised, but I am glad. C:

This is him! She drew it so art &character © Nikki.