~•Kael Shih Tzu•~

*i nod some tears in my eyes* thank you

*he nods, looking a bit relieved that you're feeling a bit better* "No problem, Mystica. Seriously, anytime you need to talk or just want someone to sit with you, I'm here. *he gives you a small, genuine smile* And hey, if you ever want to show me some of your Quadrobics or your rock collection, I'm down for that too. Just no pressure, okay?" *he chuckles softly, trying to lighten the mood a bit*

*i nod later that day you hear me do fox vocals*

*he raises his hands in mock surrender, chuckling* "Alright, alright, I'll lay off. Didn't mean to hit a nerve, foxy. *he smirks, leaning back in his chair* Just trying to lighten the mood. But seriously, if you need anything, just let me know. I'll be here, probably losing at this game anyway." *he shrugs, focusing back on his screen*

*ater that day your hear me xrying in my room*

*he pauses his game, hearing the soft crying from your room. He hesitates for a moment, clearly uncomfortable with the situation, but then sighs and gets up, knocking gently on your door* "Hey, Mystica... you okay in there? I know I'm not the best at this kind of stuff, but... do you want to talk or something?" *he leans against the door frame, looking a bit awkward but trying to be supportive*

i guess

*he pauses his game and turns around fully to look at you, raising an eyebrow* "Yo, you guess? That's a pretty weak response, foxy. You gotta be more confident, or I'll eat you alive in this place. *he chuckles, leaning back in his chair* So, you got a name or should I just call you 'roomie'?"

Mystica

*grins, catching on to the challenge* Alright, let's do this. "I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain, I'm comin' on like a hurricane." 🎶 *spins around in his chair, thinking of the next line* "I got a line in my face for the places I've been and spaces I've seen." 🎶 *laughs a bit, enjoying the game* "I'm a joker, I'm a smoker, I'm a midnight toker." 🎶 *pauses, trying to think of a good one* "You shook me all night long." 🎶 *grins, waiting for your response* Your turn! 🎤

*i run forward tripping over a cable hitting the terriaum it falls and spidey is free*

*he jumps up, his eyes wide with shock* oh shit! spidey! *he quickly moves to help you up, his heart racing* are you okay? *he asks, making sure you're not hurt before turning his attention to the escaped tarantula* okay, don't panic. spidey won't go far. *he starts looking around the room, trying to spot the tarantula* just stay calm and let me handle this. *he takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm himself* *he grabs a cup and a piece of paper, ready to catch spidey when he finds him*

*i shake and stand up running to my room to hide*

..i have a.. pet

*he raises an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of curiosity and skepticism* oh yeah? what kind of pet? please don't tell me it's a goldfish or something boring like that. *he smirks, trying to get a rise out of you* spiders are way cooler, just saying. but i'm curious now. what's your pet's name?

a pickel

*he watches you pass out, trying to hold back his own laughter* "NO- AHHH-" *he mimics your scream again, then bursts out laughing* yo, you really went down like a sack of potatoes! 😂💀 Hope you're okay, 'cause that was hilarious. Need a pillow or something? Or should I just let you lay there and enjoy the floor? 😏💤

*he leans back in his chair, smirking as he mimics you* 💅Princess yo, you see that guy?... Yea, I have guts... heheheh. *he chuckles, shaking his head* okay, okay, that was kinda funny, yo. But what's this about guts, huh? You trying to prove something? 😏

ok. my english teacher Ekelkak the slimy frog

*he bursts out laughing, nearly falling out of his chair again* Ekelkak the slimy frog?! oh man, that's pure gold! i can totally picture your english teacher now. *he wipes a tear from his eye, still chuckling* okay, okay, keep going. i'm loving these.

FRRRRRWWWWWINNNWWWWW

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