"..Eh?"
He picked his head up, kinda, confused on the yelling.
P: "DAMN, YOU FAT FUCK!"
"Hey hey hey, calm down!"
"...Nnnnoooo, your just, very small. :P"
P: "Shut up!"
Little glitchy mass Jess saw earlier coming outta his eye for a moment because QUESTIONABLE :)
"Oh fuck off, you can blow me for all I care. Don't act like you don't know your small. T- T"
"Guys, stop..-"
P: "Don't temp me to fight you."
"Fight? Heh, the last time you fought error you ended up going to a poke center."
"He" leaned back against the arm of the chair, putting his arms behind his head.
P: "Fuck you..."
"BOTH OF YOU, SHUT THE FUCK UP!"
"... Oh nnoooooo, I'm so scared of someone I that tries shattering my ears. You really think screeching "stop" is gonna stop something that feeds OFF of negativity?"
She grabs him, and starts shaking him.
"Stop.'
