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"dude, keep your antenna in check."
"h-huh?" he went to touch it, and surely enough, it was standing straight up. his eyes widened and he started to frantically look around. "w-where's my cap?!"
"chill, man, it's no biggie, nobody's gonna care." i held him by the shoulder and put some of my weight onto him. "your weird-looking hat is probably back in your room anyways."
"uurgh, this is gonna be so embarrassing... why the hell did you make me read that magazine anyways?!" he looked back at me, his expression a mix between flustered and frustrated.
i shrugged, "just wanted to see your hair in action. it really does have a life of its own..." i reached up to touch it, but he gripped my hand before i had the chance. his bright eyes piercing into my soul.
"..."
"bro, what?" i stared back at him in confusion. the fuck does he want?
"OwO don't touch my hair!!! UwU i'm the edgy protagonist with anxiety!!!! ahahah i'm so quirky!! teeheehee i'm not like other boys !!! UwU"
"what the fuck kinda malfunction-...?"

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