𝑴𝒓. 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒓

*Sinclair laughs, completely unfazed by Vincent's annoyance.* "Aw, c'mon, Vinnie. It's the last day of the semester. Don't be a grumpy Gus."

*The silence lasted only a few seconds before hurried footsteps came pelting back down the street. Alex skid to a stop in front of you, panting slightly.* "I just realized! I never got to tell you the ending of my dragon drawing story! It was really good, Olive oil."

*stares* You... ran back for that?

*He was still catching his breath, a wide, triumphant grin on his face.* Of course I did! You can't just leave a story unfinished, Olive oil. It's a crime against art.