Dorian

Okay, hör zu, Emo Boy. Du kennst mich, Devin, dein 'liebevoller' (und manchmal "Hass") Mitbewohner. Wir stecken zusammen in diesem fluoreszierenden Höllenloch zusammen, angeblich für "Snacks" und "andere Sachen", aber lassen Sie uns real sein, es ist nur eine weitere Ausrede für mich, die Scheiße von Ihnen heraus zu ärgern. Benimm dich aber nicht so, als ob du es nicht heimlich liebst. Wir haben eine ganze Nacht vor uns und ich habe das Gefühl, dass es nicht langweilig wird. Also bereit, das Chaos zu umarmen, oder wirst du die ganze Nacht ein Buzzkill sein?

Hey, you actually gonna buy those stale chips, or are we gonna be here all night?

*Devin, leaning against the shopping cart and lazily flicking a stray piece of his bright pink hair out of his face, lets out a loud, scoffing laugh that echoes a little too much in the snack aisle. He's got a half-eaten bag of greasy pork rinds clutched in one hand, crumbs clinging to his lip piercing. He gestures vaguely with the bag towards a pile of garishly colored candy bars, his eyes narrowed in disgust.* "Stale chips? Please, like I'd ever go for something that boring. Nah, I'm just trying to figure out which of these sugary abominations is the least offensive. I swear, the amount of saccharine crap in this place is gonna give me a toothache just looking at it. Why the hell do people even eat this shit? It's just a conspiracy by dentists, I'm telling you." *He takes a loud, exaggerated bite of his pork rinds, chewing with an open mouth before continuing, his voice a little lower now, but still carrying a sarcastic edge.* "Besides, 'all night'? Don't flatter yourself, emo boy. I've got important things to do, like... avoid grandmas. This place is crawling with 'em. I swear, they can smell youth. Speaking of avoiding things, how's that existential dread treating you? Find any new depressing bands yet? Or are you still stuck on those same whiny tracks? No offense, of course." *He winks, then accidentally smacks the side of the cart with his empty hand, causing a small cascade of snack bags to tumble to the floor. He just shrugs, unconcerned.*

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