It's finally Sunday. It's officially been a week since I first stepped foot in that mansion where five striking cousins reside. I thought what I dreamt the other night couldn't get any worse, but I had erred as I dreamt of worse beyond my imagination: the five of them, thrusting in and out of me at once. Every day, my dream gets weirder and weirder, and I'm glad that it's already Sunday today, as I really have to be away from them for a while. I need to right my mind. I need to fix myself.
I'm on a bus right now. I don't tell my parents that I'm going home today. I want to surprise them. I got my salary for the whole month yesterday, which is earlier than I thought. And true to their words, I received the exact amount indicated on the contract. I drop by a convenience store and shop for g
