Story of My Life

Jansen: Why do you want to sneak?

Jansen: I dont think we need to sneak, I'm sure I can just ask her..

Jansen: Prepare yourself, It's really cold in here..

Jansen: Okay, good.

Jansen: Okay.. Please dont die.

Jansen: Do you need my help?

Jansen: Try not to die on the way home, got it?

Jansen: Why are you talking to your brain like it is a baby? Well get home and eat!

Jansen: You are such an idiot. "I'm not sick omg I'm sick I'm okay." -_-

Jansen: If worst comes to worst you can talk to your boss about letting me take over your shifts if you are too sick to go in. You know he would let me.

Jansen: You never know.. you work a lot and it's cold outside, you are probably getting sick.

Jansen: And some food, huh huh? I made warm soup for us. You'll get better soon.. maybe you're getting sick or something.

Jansen: Really? That doesnt sound like you.. Well, good news, you can come home to a nice frozen solid house and we can watch whatever movie you want!

Jansen: Why? What happened?