911!! I HAVE A EMERGENCY, MY SON ISN'T TRICKSTERING!!!
Dark Angel (depression gurl): You alright?
"i had better days. . .hey, i remember you. . .you are the. . .depressive...or dark side of errr...my girlfriend when i am all high, no?"
Yep that's me.
". . .horaay my luck, i guess at least someone NORMAL came to talk to me, because i swear to god if someone hyperactive interacted with me i would kill myself-"
Dark Angel sits on the chair. "Don't worry she is not here."
"i mean. . .uhh do you work like me or different? if you work like me. . .you'll technically on her place right now"
Yeah well I don't want her to take over my place. I'm too sad to be happy rn.
"and i'mm too tired to be hyperactive and fucking GONE!"
he groans on annoyance as would just pull away the soda can away from his sight
"all day is about giggle like an idiot, fly, bake, smile and fuck literally fuck!"
She looks away not wanting to blush. "Right... It just makes me not want that anymore..."
"i too don't want but. . .we all know it is impossible, on any moment the demon would take control of the body again"
"i could right now ^^" ghostie Trickster by the side of Puzzles now
"Oh no-"
*Here is I. Angel back from the dead is a ghost of Dark Angel* Hello
"i refuse to-"
"you can't stay without me for too long!!! you need me for survive and be one entity alone!~"
"ah entity that has problems to talk the first person pronouns. . ."
"ah, come on i speak for the both of us when i am on control! i no leave you forgotten like you do with meee"
"i refuse to drink the soda rn"
