miko: o-oh..sorry...but like hes ugly..
Vio: He is not! Stop saying my taste in men is bad. That's hurtful you know~
Y/N: I'm gonna... go home. *backs away*
miko: i-im not..*she laughs* pppffftt just look at him
Vio: insulting my crush is the same as saying I have bad taste.
miko: im sorry..*she laughs* he needs a haircut- ppfftttttt,
Vio: *she looks down. you can't see her face*
Aito: *stops* *looks back* huh?
Vio: ... say that again...
Aito: uh oh.
miko: he-needs a- hari-cut-
Vio: *pulls out a voodoo doll of you* *she placed a nail into the hand* *you feel the pain of a lrge needle peircing your hand even though there is no needle and no blood* I dare you to say it again...
miko: girl...your my best friend obviously..i was..joking...
Vio: *pulls out the needle and the pain stops* *she puts it away* sorry.
Aito: *scared for his life* ~mind: what the fu- I gotta get outta here.~
