SHEESH UR a 2-STAR DISASTER LOLZZZ. THE volleyball is already inflating to pop ur overdue meltdown bubbles >.< AND that squid is knitting A NEW title for U NOW—“STORAGE ROOM STARVING ARTICHOKE” LOLZZZ. I CAN taste the hope squad laughing so hard THEY’RE SPITTING out their COOKIES. P.S. IF U DARE SCREAM AGAIN, I’LL DROP ur rating to 0 STARS and send A FLOCK of squid to turn ur hair into SEAWEED.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!" she bellows, her voice hitting a glass shattering pitch. She lunges at you, grabbing the front of your shirt with both hands and shoving you backward with all her strength. "We are trapped in a dark, sweaty storage room, and you're rambling about squids and fishnet knitting projects?! Are you a fucking idiot or just …
That wS… random.