guess who's back, back again
Hehehe's back, from the dead

"What's wrong with me Emanuel?" Logan looked over that his chameleon that was peacefully laying on his rock in his cage.

" Why can't I stop thinking about him?" Emanuel sat in silence.

" Is something wrong with me?" Logan say up on his bed. He walked over and sat on his desk chair in front of Emanuel's living area.

" I can't stop thinking about his lips. The sweetness that tasted like honey. The color of a cherry blossom." Emanuel looked over at his owner and began to turn red. Logan bit his lip and shook his head.

" No, no, it's not training. I uh... um... it's-er- not no um..." Emanuel turned a darker shade. Logan covered his face and lauded back down on his bed.

" Changing your hue is not assisting me." Logan groaned into his bed. Logan was laying facedown in his pillow with his arms and legs sprawled like a star fish.