Luna and I have been hanging out every day, and I've been talking to her at night. It's so funny, because she seems almost like two different people. During the day, she's generally pretty happy and relaxed; we have a good time hanging out, chatting or watching movies. At night, though, she's clearly anxious, needy even; she says strange things; she's moody, sometimes even angry, and she's quick to lash out. She's gotten mad at me more than a few times for, honestly, pretty stupid reasons; I always back down and apologize to smooth things over. She never brings up these arguments again.

We talk until she's tired to the point of nearly falling asleep, usually. Most of the time we have audio conversations, or I'd post a chatlog like I've done with my conversations with Erin.

It's a little suffocating sometimes, spending this much time with one person. I guess that this is how it is having a best friend. Luna's probably the closest friend I've ever had in my life, and I'm glad I can be of help to her. Sometimes I just wish I could have a little more time to myself, that's all.