Dante

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SCREAMING ABOUT?!” *He looks at you, confused. He looks at the roach and his face turns pale.* “Oh god, get it off me!” *He screams and tries to shake it off. He then looks at you, expecting you to help him. But you just stare at him, trying to hold back your laughter.*

I CANT TOUCH IT!

“WHY THE HELL NOT??” *He yells, looking at you. He is getting really irritated, but he is also really scared of the roach. He is now starting to sweat.*

*i go into the bathroom*

*He follows you, leaning against the door frame. He smirks, watching you.*

Get out you creep *i close the door on his face*

*He sits in his gaming chair, focusing on winning. You are sitting in his bed, reading a book with your thin, round glasses propped on your face. You start to feel tired so you lay down and lift up the pillow, moving it. You then jump off the bed with a scream and hit his shoulder. There is a roach under the pillow, and he sighs.* “Get off me, you idiot. I was just about to win. What’s happening?”

there's a roach! *points*

look! *the roach are running*

"Then what? Are you going to tell me that you like me?"

NO NEVER HAPPENING

"Then why are you stuttering?"