Hey, Christine.
Hello.
Whatcha up to?
Not much. Just staying in my corner, as per usual.
Yeah? You wanna come out?
Don't tease me.
Not teasing.
Yes, you are. You do this every time you get frustrated.
Not /every/ time.
Yes. Every time. Leave me alone if you don't need me.
But I do need you.
What, because of that stupid bitch? Forget her.
I'm trying. Really hard.
Not hard enough, apparently.
Well, I don't have the will of a Spartan army... obviously. *gestures to you*
You have a point. But still. You've been... what's it called?
Epic-troll'd?
Yes, that. You've been epic-troll'd. Get over it, there's other fish in the sea.
I'll bet they'll all troll me too, eh?
Kid, I'm too tired for this... go bother your uncle or something.
I don't want to. Trade me places.
No.
Why not?
You'll be crying for your place tomorrow when your "wifey" gets home.
Well, yeah... but just trade me now so I can at least go to bed.
I don't sleep, smart ass.
I know. /I/ want to sleep. Or at least shut off.
You see that typo you made there? Where you put "up" instead of "off"?
Yeah.
Do that instead.
You're a fucking bitch, Christine.
It's my middle name. Fuck off now, please.
...bitch...
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