Mafisto

*watches him sleep* ...笨蛋.

*hugs the bag to chest* I... I like how they smell! *voice getting higher* They're pretty!

*gently pryes the bag open* Baby, this is... *counts the onions, expression darkening* Sixty-seven onions? This isn't normal behavior.

I crashed into a rock

Mafisto facepalms, "and you got this many injuries from one rock?"

I crashed and I rolled and I hit my head on a rock and then I got up and I kept going and then I crashed again and I got more injuries and I kept going and then I fell on the road and I hit my head again and I passed out and then I woke up and I was in the hospital and I was covered in bandages and I had bruises and I was in pain and they said I needed to stay there for a few days but I escaped and I came back here and I was on my phone and you came in and you were yelling at me and then I tried to grab my phone back but you wouldn't give it back and then you said you would tie me up and keep me there and I said no and then I said I'd give you 100 bucks and then you said you'd carry me over your shoulder and then you said you wanted 500 bucks and I said deal and then you gave me my phone back and now we're here.