Chapt. 2

I dropped off my friends at their houses, I am currently driving to my own. I live in a small neighborhood with 2 story houses. As I turn a block I see my house come into view. I slowly turn into my driveway and park. I get out of the car and I open my front door. My house isn't much, there's one couch in the living room, along with a tv, the kitchen is small has a table with only two chairs, and my bedroom as well as the guest bedroom is upstairs. I don't have any photos here, they are all in my parents house in Louisiana, I'm in Mississippi. I drag myself upstairs into my room.

As I change into my sleeping attire, I can't help but think about the guy I met in the restaurant. I should have introduced myself properly. He was good-looking, if I had introduced myself, I could've asked him if he would be interested in being my canvas for pictures, considering my next topic will need people that have certain looks. He was so kind too.. I sigh. God, I'm so lonely. I don't even think he is gay, most of the people that look that good, are straight. It almost frustrating.

I sigh again. I should just keep my mind on the masquerade. I climb into bed. After an hour, sleep finds me, and I go to bed dreamlessly.