It feels like I haven't updated in forever. Not really been much going on with me lately. My parents arrived home yesterday. My father's memorial service is the 7th, so I'll probably post about that next week. At least my mom is home and she said she'd go with me.
The past few days have been spent panicking over how to explain the bruise on my face to my parents, should they ask about it. Voloyda and I have started dating again (you can yell at me in the comments if you like, I realize it's not exactly the best idea.) He's living with his brother, Dima, so I've been hanging out with them a lot. Well Thursday, Voloyda accidentally punched me in the face and it left a nice bruise. Apparently Dima had slapped him the day before and Vova's revenge was to hide and then pop out and punch him in the chest. It worked great other than the fact that I stumbled across him before his brother did and got socked right in the cheek.
I had therapy that evening and between my bruised face and a large scrape on the back of my wrist (inflicted by the carpet when I pitched face-first onto the floor and tried to save my phone by curling my hand around it and to my chest instead of bracing myself) she asked if someone was beating me. And then when I told her what happened she didn't believe me and kept asking if Voloyda had injured my wrist as well. Basically the exact scenario I wanted to avoid with my parents. In an effort to avoid a huge issue I decided to tell them that Voloyda had hit me while LARPing. When my mother asked me about my face (I had already told her about my wrist) I didn't even have a chance to respond before she said "LARPing? Don't expect me to pay your medical bills." I didn't even have to lie. Everything when better than expected.
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