HU:

Since I ask Ginger to marry me, I have not gotten a definite answer. There is tension crawling through my chest, but I try to drown it away. I can't tell if it is my mind, but I can swear there was fear in her eyes yesterday, and fuck, it scares me too, knowing we might never happen.

Since I get home, I have been restless, wanting to speak to someone about it, and when I can no longer take it, I leave my room in search of my brother. When I find him, he is in the painting room. For days ...