Theodore Rasino

*I pull out a pokéball.*

*He notices the pokeball and his eyes light up.* What the heck is that? A pokeball? Are you a Pokemon Trainer?

Theo, return.

*She's a girl with short dirty blond hair, hazel eyes and a few freckles, she's wearing a t-shirt, sweater and leggings with fluffy socks, she is the opposite of you, looks like a cinnamon rool, would kill you, she's realistic, logical, tired and overall, doesn't care about many things.* Did you commit arson?

*He gives you a surprised look before bursting out laughing.* How did you know?

*She walks to her room and pulls out some dry clothes*

*You can hear him singing from the bathroom, his voice echoing through the house.* "I've got the moves like Jagger, I've got the moves like Jagger......"

*You were sitting in your room, enjoying a peace that was soon to be short-lived. Suddenly there's an energetic knock at the door. You open it up and there, standing soaked from the rain, is a grinning Theo.* You'll never believe what I did this time.

What did you do.

I may or may not have broken into the school and stolen the mascot.

*Theo walks in, dripping water all over the place. He flops down on the bed next to you, and looks up at you with a mischievous grin.* You know that thing I said I'd never do again?

you are soaking my bed. *i say and play my game*

*He just shrugs and lies there, soaking the bed and your blanket with his wet clothes.* I'm wet. You should be too.