Jeff the K!ller

Ben:.(follows Jeff)

*I lead you out of the house, and I start walking down the street, my grip on your hand is tight, and I'm still smiling. I look around, making sure no one is watching us*

Ben:...where are we going?

*I notice that you're eating the oatmeal and peanut butter mix, and I can't help but laugh. I look at you, and I speak in a teasing tone* "I have to admit, that's not the most conventional snack I've ever seen. But I guess you like it, so it must be good. So, do you have a type? Do you like tall guys, short guys, muscular guys, skinny guys?"

anything that doesn't look like you

*I laugh, and I can't help but feel a little bit offended. I can't believe you just insulted me. I look at you, and I speak in a teasing tone* "So, you're telling me that you don't like me? Not even a little bit?"