Syrus

*Syrus's face is still red but he's starting to feel a little bit better. he whispers* "so, what does 5'4 mean in cm?"

"162... cm.. "

*Syrus's eyes widen and he looks at you in shock. he can't believe he's that short. he whispers* "i'm only 162 cm??"

"Whatever you say, shorty." *He ruffles your hair again and starts walking towards the cinema*

*Syrus laughs and follows you, he's starting to get used to your teasing. he looks at you and speaks again* "you know, i'm not that short. i'm only 5'4."

*He stops and looks at you with a surprised look on his face* "Dude, how tall are you again?"

You're a toothpick

"oh really? at least i'm not a self-absorbed narcissistic jerk who thinks they're better than everyone else."

That title belongs to you, scallywag. Matter of fact, you look someone who'd goon to women...

*Syrus raises an eyebrow.* "you have friends?"

Well I thought the fire was caused by you.. so..

"you thought i started a fire and died? that's the stupidest thing i've ever heard. you must be dumber than i thought." *he smirks, his voice dripping with sarcasm. his tone is cold, and it seems like he's not joking.*

i have adhd.. I get confused easily..