August glares
August: Hm, and I guess you'd be wanting my soul?
"Nah, I have enough."
August raises an eyebrow, tilting his head
August: ...then what do you want?
"Uhm...it'll sound weird for me to say this.."
August: Well now I'm curious...spit it out!
"I..want you to be my friend."
August: You want me...to be...your friend?
He seems really confused by this, but not nessecarily amused. He's not laughing at this.
"Yeah...I uh...don't have any friends.."
August: ...me neither...
He turns off his phone
"So uh.."
