OCRP - Fiona

 OMG...OMG..I thought Dakota was going to kill me in Matty's sports car that night. Shit, that's been like ages ago. I know. But this thing with Matty has been a lot to process. I want to help him. I don't want to lose him. God, he's like a creepy Harry Styles, but better. I mean, he's got problems. Real problems. So yeah, what else was I supposed to do? 

Needless to say, Dakota thinks I've lost it, and maybe I have.  But you know, how I like to do everything the hard way. And well...he's here. Yeap. Matty's not going anywhere. Really. 

Yes, it's a bit tight in my small space. And maybe..maybe we'll move, but a lot has to happen before then. Matty needs to find a real job. Oh, he has that one at the art gallery, but they only pay him occasionally.

He really is good at art, you know. But..and there is a but..it's so dark I'm not sure anyone gets it and, you know, it's good sex when it happens, or so he says. Speaking of which. Well, it seems his medication doesn't do much for his libido. Actually, it's kind of hard for me to understand why he would even fancy me.

Well, I'm weird, and evidently, he's into weird. I dunno, something about my eyes. I might have better luck with a cat. He wouldn't eat as much.

So yeah, and well, there was Halloween, which wasn't a huge deal. I did meet up with some of the peeps around here, and we had a bonfire and made s'mores. It was very mellow and chill.  Dakota and Ezra and Ezra's other half, Han's brought this goth chick. I didn't see that coming. Now if we could only find someone for Saint Nav. Really, he's the best handy guy around. Now if only he could teach Matty how to fix things.