"His names August....I love him so much..."
Esme: O-oh...ok...So what-what do we do about this...?
"I dunno."
Esme sighs
Esme: Well, shit.
August stumbles into the graveyard with a giant mug of coffee, grumbling to himself.
"I don't wanna marry you."
Esme: Yeah, the feeling's mutual. You're not the only one with someone waiting for them at home...
August stumbles over to Kat
August: ...You're home late...you know I'm not a nighttime person...
"Hm- oh! Well you should've just gone to bed love."
August shakes his head
August: No...wanted to stay up for you...
Esme: Ohhhhh...ok-can you just...undo the deal? This is making me want to go home to my girlfriend...
"Well...hold on honey."
He turned back to August.
"Sadly, I cannot."
Esme: Shitttt...
August: Whuh...?
