So, N fell over today. It was honestly the cutest thing ever. He tripped on his tail and almost stabbed himself with it. Classic N, always getting himself into silly situations. But what really got me was the look in his eyes when he got up. It was like he was about to cry or something. I swear, he's such a himbo sometimes.
I couldn't help but chuckle as I helped him up, trying to hide my amusement. N can be so clumsy sometimes, but that's just part of his charm. He's always so sweet and caring, even when he's making a fool of himself.
I couldn't stop thinking about it all day. The way he looked at me with those big, innocent eyes. It made my heart flutter a little, I must admit. N may be a dissasembly drone, but he's got a heart of gold.
I guess that's what makes us work so well together. He's the yin to my yang, the light to my darkness. We may be from different worlds, but somehow we just click. And I wouldn't change it for anything.
Sometimes I wonder what my mother would think if she could see us now. She always believed in love transcending boundaries, even in a world as messed up as ours. I like to think she would be happy for us, wherever she is.
But enough of the sappy stuff. N and I have a date tonight, and I can't wait to see that goofy smile of his again. Who knew falling over could be so endearing? I guess love really is a strange thing.
I'll leave it here for now. Until next time, diary.