my gift to you is never bothering you again. goodbye.

【 head in hands. 】 love is weakness and I'm a dead man.

what the fuck does that even mean

I DONT SCREAM?

something about it sounded different this time and I don't like it.

a momentary rush of hormones brought on by their stupid cute face, I am NOT down bad.

I YELL. there's a difference.

we'll revisit it alright 😐

【 face is a stubborn shade of red. 】 I hate feeling like this. it's stupid and emotional.

screaming is higher pitched and less badass.

he thinks he's funny shit, eh.

【 lets out a long, slow breath only to look kaminari dead in the eyes. 】 yeah, actually. real loud, persistent, and annoying.

【 he nods gravely. seriously. one leg is propped up on the other like a talk show guest. 】 the same shit, day after day after day. it's started to become as familiar to me as my own thoughts.

nah, I'd win.

I forgot you exist.

hmph.