November 29

I woke up today and found a beautiful handkerchief upon the window, although I have no clue who it belongs to. Desdemona updated me about how she was consistently pestering Othello to give me an audience. I was glad that she had given her best effort to put my plan into action, but Othello seemed to grow increasingly weary of her annoyance. While thinking about my next course of action, I ran into my friend Bianca on the street. I took out the handkerchief and asked if she could make me a replica and as a result I got bombarded with complaints of how I had been in Cyprus for a week and had not bothered to not visit her. She accepted although I had to explain to her that I was too busy the past week to visit her, and promised that I would spend time with her in the coming days.