Dwyer: :0

Dwyer: yup :”3

Dwyer: oh ;v; I’m lonely *le cri*

Dwyer: oh

Dwyer: eh?

Dwyer: it’s nothin for real

Dwyer: nothin

Dwyer: eh nvm qwq

Loche: j-just do it! Listen to me I’m better off dead!

Dwyer: I’m scary~

Dwyer: I’m not cute~

Loche: do me a favor...kill me now and I mean it !

Dwyer: shush~

Loche: j-just s-shut UP! *pukes some black ink and covers his mouth then walks away from her*

Loche: h-how..!? *sighs* you know what to make you happy I’ll do this ...*cuts himself*

Loche: did I hurt you with the words that I said...?

Loche: s-Spice!? *holds her arm*

Loche: I guess you don’t want to be my...girlfriend at all....*still tearing up *

Dwyer: *stops* heh~~~

Dwyer: ~~?