Mona is five feet short, dark eyed, dark haired, comically tragic and dismal. She has demons and is prone to placing people on pedestals. I just read this to her and she said, "hey! You're not supposed to tell people that..." And now I'm reading it out loud to her and she said, "you're not supposed to do that!" And we are in a three way call with Sandy, who doesn't get an alias because I won't be talking about him very much, and he said, "YOU'RE BLOGGING?!" And Mona said, "SANDY!" And Sandy said, "I WANT TO BE CALLED RUBBER DUCK." And so he shall.
Rubber Duck wants me to, "please stop this commentary." And Mona wants me to write more about her...
Back to Mona.
After 10 PM, she tends to go mildly mad. I think that it is the result of the darkness outside, and sometimes inside the house and also her body's undeniable tiredness and it releases this little demon. One day, I went to sleep at her house and it was before I actually realized how honestly mentally unsound she was and she BIT me. Like... her teeth on my hand. It was nice. And she picked a fight with our friend, who shall be called Ape, because Ape is taking Rubber Duck to prom... which didn't sit well.
ANYWAY. Mona... Mona is probably one of the most beautifully confounding people I've ever encountered. She is this little ray of light that tosses me into complete happiness; yet she has this surging darkness that threatens to envelope her at any instant. She makes me so desperately sad... But on the same hand, she is simply spell binding and makes me explode in happiness... and overall confusing character.
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