Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Phew, I'm tired. Is this sloppiness cold? Derived from myalgia, the status quo erupted and something like anger drank into the darkness... no, I, am chaos. I can't believe I'm under this much stress.

"Mr. Maricana, jam bread substitute"

"You'll gain weight, you should stop now..."

"Kramer, you're Kramer. You'll excuse me."

"No, I'm just saying I don't sharpen my sense of beauty one way or the other"

"So, if you keep it up, I'm a little piggy walking around the city in expensive clothes, that's what you're trying to say!

"It's too humbling, I didn't account for that much"

"Hmm."

Yeah, nasty, stunned reactions are a warfare. I want to wake up from a dream, if it was a dream.