I am pleased to introduce you to the ladies that I live with.
This is Hermione:
This is Anne:
Tonight Hermione tried to kill herself.
What lies beneath my apartment. Nothing at all soft to land on.
She wishes to be free. Free of this tiny apartment, and of that rascal Anne. Anne is such a baby, and cries all the time. Hermione longs for the days that she never knew. Days of tormenting people who are allergic to cats. Chasing rats down alley ways. She hates her pampered life.
Like always I was able to lure her back into the apartment with the hope of catching some string.
She immediately regrets her mistake of trusting me.