<><> Inner Dialogue <><>
You're staring.
"No I'm not. I'm just-"
You fuckin' simp.
"I am not a s-"
Lemme out, I'll show you how to flirt with him.
"What? Absolutely not! Reaper, you can't even f-"
lIsTeN.
"Stop interrupting me, damn it!"
Why can we not converse about this like civilized people...
Angel's tryna find the eject button.
"You're about to become the eject button."
Canaaaarryyyyyyy, you're gonna make me cryyyyy.
Then cry.
"Damn, Angel- That's... pretty harsh."
Do it again.
"I forgot Reaper was a bona-fide dumbass..."
I didn't, unfortunately.
You guys are so mean.
"oH sHit guys, he looked at me-"
Stiiiiill staring.
Talk to him?
"I'm going to walk away like nothing happened."
That'a girl. Learning to cope with the misery of existence by pretending everything is fine and you definitely aren't a simp for some random guy you don't even know.
"...are you okay?"
No.
He's approaching.
"Oh fUck me-"
No can do, kiddo.
"Never answer that and follow up with 'kiddo.'"
He's here.
<><> Outer Dialogue <><>
"Hey there. Couldn't help but notice that you were staring. Uh... You need something?"
"..."
<><> Inner Dialogue <><>
Say you need his number.
That is horrible advice.
You got anything better?
Yes. Repeat everything I say.
<><> Outer Dialogue <><>
"...im gay."
"W-"
<><> Inner Dialogue <><>
Very smooth. I think he likes you.
"...stop laughing at me."
This is why we can't have nice things.