Mike: He ToO UGlY

Mike: Ya kNoW wHat thEy saY- StraiGhT in thE strEEts Gay iN ThE ShEeTs And i aM nOt in LovE witH ThAt! I aM in LoVe wiTh ThIs *pulls out plate of burnt spaghetti*

Mike: wAiT WaT

Mike: NOOOOOOOOOOO *claws his nails into carpet*

Mike: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Ennard: yes? TmT

Ennard: but he hates me! Look *steps on step in radius of mike* Mike: *hisses*

Mike: iF yOu TouCh Me I SwEar To GoD

Mike: *screams*

Mike: wat

Ennard: *starts crawling at mike* Mike: *starts crying ACTUALLY in fear and holds up a gun*

Mike: *still drunk and crying* go away... *he curls up into a ball*

Mike: *pulls the blanket around his head* Ennard: *stands up* i see i am not wanted here

Ennard: dont be...nobodys really liked me my whole life anyways... Mike: *feels bad and crawls over to ennard and hugs onto his leg* nu sad spaghett

Ennard: *kisses mikes forhead* ah yes the joys of mike when drunk

Ennard: cool