Aaron

*drags himself to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of whiskey with bandaged hands* Three days. Three damn days and still no word.

you see this cute little bird?

*I look at the bird in our apartment* yea?

*i rip the birds feathers off* ripped his feathers off.

you asked Sarah to send you notes and what did she reply with

"sure sending now. and, aaron, your a terrible liar about things not being special"

*face goes crimson* She had no right to- That doesn't- You're twisting things!

no just...didn't take you for the relationship type

Yeah well... *shifts uncomfortably* She was clingy. Like everyone else.

*leans back in chair* so what you're saying is...you can't handle real emotions?

*his face goes red* Hey! Watch your language! I can't believe I'm living with a girl like you. Do you even know how to act like a lady?

"NO, IDENTIFY AS A POTATO!" Brook said, already eating the whole bag of chips with no problem.*

*his jaw drops* You're not even trying to act like a normal person. What are you, a gremlin? *he laughs*

Oh my god, I didnt know that... Your so... pretty.

thanks but can I have my room please

Oh, yes of course, sorry about that. Just... Don't get too attached to me, I'm kinda mean.