"What does it look like....actually don't answer that, it doesn't answer your question, I'm here to come along with you, i'm done with the coffee shop, i've been trampled on like 5 fucking times"
"Oh- sucks to be you I guess."
"Yeah speak for yourself, you got like 50 million fan girls down there!T^T"
"It's not my fault!"
"Well i mean, that's KINDA true but also kinda not -v-"
"Well-"
"Well! You should probably do something about them! ;w;"
"I can't-"
"Riggght, call a private jet or something -,-""
"....Fuck off."
He jumped down the roof.
