Felix's Yapping 02

We were back at Dol's place. I was smiling a bit. He, of course, was excited. After all I got him a date. Pretty contradictory for me, dontcha think? After all, I was just telling ya bout my feelings regarding Dol. While I did help him get that date, I nonetheless am kinda sad. Cuz with that, every chance of us gettin together is practically gone. It hurts me. I've expected that it would hurt me too. Despite everything, I still did it. Not cuz I'm a masochist like that fool Dol. It's cuz I want that fool Dol to be happy. And like that, he gets happy real quick. And if he gets happy, we make him sad, then he has strong emotions, which makes him happy, yadda yadda yadda.

"So, what should I wear?"

He stood in front of his wardrobe. It had all those nice pieces of clothing I picked out just for him. Each one fit him perfectly and was very pleasing to look at. At least for me. Ion know of that Trica also liking that sight, but I certainly like it.

"Ion know. Just pick somethin and I'll tell ya if it looks good."

I lied, actually. Me looking at what actually looks good on him wasn't the true reason. I just wanna see him in all them good lookin outfits again and again, yknow?

"Okay."

He didn't bat an eye on my commands. Don't know why. He prolly just ain't thinkin that there are any deeper meanings to like... Everything. He didn't understand art or novels. I do tho. But I don't feel superior cuz of that. I just know he ain't care bout that. He just discovered the whole world of emotions, he don't have to understand that other people express them in that way. And even if he were a veteran, he still don't have to know that. Whoever wants to read that deep into things should do it. And who doesn't shouldn't. Not that hard, right?

Anyway, where was I? Ah right, he undressed! Don't get me wrong, I ain't some kinda perv. I ain't floating around and abuse being a ghost to stalk and allat. I'd never do that. But this is different, ya know? He undresses before me and all. Under those circumstances, closely watching and remembering everything ain't that bad, ya know?

Well, seeing him there caused a lot of things in me. On the hand, seeing him without a shirt made my heart jump a bit. After all, things like that always have some kind of sexy and romantic subtone, don't they? Well... Maybe they don't. This did tho. But, well, he ain't anythin special. Not like I saw that many men without shirts in my life, but he ain't it. Ya can just see it. He never really worked out. It's not like he's in a bad shape or anythin. He just ain't in a good either. But that was just fine for me. I ain't need more. Just seeing my Dol is enough.

Well, on the other hand, him undressing in front of me without worrying in the slightest means he ain't even considering any kind of romance with me. But like... I couldn't really expect that either, right? After all, he's preparing himself for a date with another girl. Would be weird if he thought of me as another potential lover, Eh?

Well, anyway, I ordered him around. Whenever he was wearing something knew, I'd always say more or less the same.

"Well, lookin good. But try somethin else. Maybe there's somethin better."

It was a weird way of me abusing the situation, but I practically just wanted to see the moment more and more. Nothin too serious bout it.

When he was done, he asked me what he should wear. I just looked him in the eyes, grinnin and all.

"Ion know. Just take whatever."