[pm] Sup’ you cock hoarding ho. I mean, hi, normal person. Well you know, I was feeling meh, but your messages have put the whole sun in my heart, you cock hoa beautiful angel mermaid.

[pm] Please don’t call me a cock hoarding ho. Oh! That’s really sweet of you to say, Agatha. You’re a beautiful, uh, pencil…bottle….shoe! I’m sorry. I’m just looking around and naming things. A beautiful ranch, salad….yogurt! Nope.

[pm] Ranch salad yogurt sounds great. Now I want salad, and yogurt.

Copper was having an off day. At first he woke up on the wrong side of the bed and it went down hill from there. He burt all of his food and over slept and missed his class, and he managed to cut himself on the side of a closing door. Nothing was going right. Just as he was going to call it quits and retreat back to his room to wait out his bad luck streak, he received a heart breaking phone call. Just as he hung up he rushed to the communal bathroom at the end of the hall and locked himself in one of the stalls and wept. He didn’t care who walked in. He wanted the attention but he didn’t want the person to see him vulnerable like this. Just as he was about to wash his face and go out for a walk to calm down someone came in.