For hrhkimjongdae, who is taking too long to req something, so.
She grumbled in her slumber.
"JOOOOoOooooooooOoooliiiiiiii!"
"YOU ARE SO GREASY," she yelled, throwing twenty thousand blotting papers at Bacon’s face.
He started to cry sunflower oil, because all he wanted to be was someone to brighten her day.
"Okay, I’m sorry," she started, but he refused to look at her.
"Who do you love?" he said so softly, she could barely hear.
"Who do you LOVE?" he cried.
She tried to wipe his greasy tears away.
"WHO DO YOU LOVE. GIVE ME A B," he wept.
"GIVE ME AN A," he sobbed. "GIVE ME A C."
She started stuffing tissues up each of his nostrils.
"GIB ME ADN O," he sniffled. "What cobbs abter O?"
"N. N for…" she jumped on stage and ripped off her sweater to reveal a sequined hula outfit.
"NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP
NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN…”
Mr. Byun revealed his equally sequined wrap dress.
"NEBER GODDA RUN AROUD, AD,
DESERT YOU.”
"NEVER GONNA MAKE YOU CRY,
NEVER GONNA…”
Bacon stopped and fell to the ground.
"You’re a liar," he cried, as Julie simply kissed each of his pretty fingers and replaced the tissues in his nose with unsnotted ones.
"REALLY, JULEEEEE?" he screamed.
"YAAAS," she screamed back. "YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE HOBBIT."
She turned to look out of the internet.
"Megan, I’m American, it’s spelled ‘favorite’."
Megs just shrugged and caressed one of Do Kyungsoo’s many faces on her bedside wall.
