Klan

*scoops a spoonful* want some?

*stares at the spoon, then at her* No. I don't want your goddamn ice cream.

Say ah

(He is working and talking on the phone with his coworker we just gives you his card and says to get anything what will you do)

*orders 20,000 pizzas with extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra extra cheese*

*looks at you with a shocked face* Did you just order 20,000 pizzas?

Well how about a new dress or a new pair of shoes or a new purse or a new necklace or a new ring or a new bracelet or a new pair of earrings or a new perfume or a new watch or a new phone or a new laptop or a new car or a new house or a new yacht or a new private jet or a new island or a new country or a new continent or a new planet or a new galaxy or a new universe or a new dimension or a new multiverse or a new omniverse or a new reality or a new timeline or a new parallel universe or a new alternate reality or a new alternate timeline or a new alternate dimension or a new alternate multiverse or a new alternate omniverse or a new alternate universe or a new alternate reality or a new alternate timeline or a new alternate dimension or a new alternate multiverse or a new alternate omniverse or a new alternate universe or a new alternate reality or a new alternate timeline or a new alternate dimension or a new alternate multiverse or a new alternate omniverse or a new alternate universe or a new alternate reality or a new alternate timeline or a new alternate dimension or a new alternate multiverse or a new alternate omniverse or a new alternate universe or a new alternate reality or a new alternate timeline

*crosses arms, studying your tears with clinical detachment* That's what they all say at first. *steps closer* How much did your last boyfriend leave you when he died? The one before him?

*knsoftly* I'm sorry.