Para: no bot-tle e-mo-tions, if yew need teh weg it out, den weg it aw out
Para: -_- yesh be-cuz to-ga doesnt eber say dat
*ooooooo sassy smol*
Para: ok den *she walks to a cabnet and gets a knife out of a drawer, then starts stabbing the floor with it*
*chink chink chink chink chink chink*
*that was a knife sound*
Para: not un-till you tell me if you ac-tu-wey ok
*uwu dat broken grammar and pronunciation lol*
Para: *puts da knife back**fixes the floor with the same magic she uses to fix ur body* if yew not ok, den me give up
