You can see her breast that's why

Layla: w-why did you call me your m-master?

Layla: and what are you wanting me to do to you?

Layla: well...How about we play some t or d?

ok so you start

Dare ((btw Layla has wings ears a tail and horns))

Layla: XD Ok... -makes out with the pillow and then laughs-

Layla: ok t or d?

i dare u to tell me your crush

Layla: sure

Layla: mk but one thing i have to ask do you have a crush on me?

Layla: its o you can tell me~

Layla: -she blushed slightly and smiled-

Layla: -she went to her and pats her head-

layla: its ok~

Layla: lets contiue to play t or d?

ok now u ask me

Mika: beeeennehegegeegeehu ed sy

Mika:...

Mika: oh, who am I kidding. I can't assume you're Christian. Exactly, how can I assume I am?!

Shadow: Mika I was wondering where you were. Mika: step away or I kill u

Mika and shadow:

Mika: want to buy my lemonade?

Mika: sorry I acted weird earlier. I didn't know what to say.

Mika: uhh, will anyone buy my lemonade huh?

Mika: actually, you really seem like a nice person. What's your name?

Mika: Also sorry about that. My enemy shadow was here. Told 'im to step away.

Nice to meet you.

Mika: c-can we be friends? You seem really nice.

Mika: and your shirt is pretty ladylike

Mika: ma'am, I didn't mean that for you to blush at. I'm not LESBIAN. Just you look nice.

Mika: ah I see. button up that shirt with something before people thing I'm lesb

Mika: my business isn't booming with my lemonade stand right now. It's probably the sourness. Can you help me put more sugar in my lemonade?

That's better. Now, as I said earlier, Can you help me with my lemo-- Customers: WHERE'S MY LEMONADE Customer 16: YOU BIG BUTTHEAD. Mika: dang it. Customers these days.

The lemonade stand is near main street. Right next to your next door neighbor's house.

Mika: y'know. I should get a passport to California. These areas get pretty cold.

Mika: so I'll walk you through the steps to making lemonade. I'm gonna get a recipe. Come back to me in about 5 minutes flat.

Mika: here is the recipe passed down to me by my great grandfather Mike Johnson Sr.

Mika: so many customers come every day, but sadly. The customers had started to think it was too sour.

Help me pour the sugar before the customers arrive.

They will arrive very soon.

((Mika has a hoodie, overgrown jeans, and long hair))