WDYD

2BF: Какого хрена ты выглядишь как альтернативная девушка? (Why the f**k do you look like an alt girl?)

“Dang, paid? Hope no one hires you to kill me-“

2BF: Your undocumented so technically I can't kill you

“Oh thank gosh-“

2BF: Not saying that I will though but only as an act of self defense

"Ohh okay- understandable because i will bite your ankles off no question-"

*A pistol clicks* 2BF: Are you sure?

-sits in the seat next to them and looks them dead in the eyes- во-первых, я альт МАЛЬЧИК, спасибо. во-вторых, почему бы и нет? (first of all, i'm an alt BOY, thanks. second of all, why not?)

2BF: Мне плевать, подожди, черт возьми, ты говоришь по-русски? (I dont give a shit wait holy shit you speak Russian?) -He says with shock because everyone speaks English in his school-

"Я свободно говорю по русски (i'm fluent in Russian) but most of the time i speak English."

2BF: Well I can't complain and yell at you, soo what brings you to this shit show of a town/school

"came here to find better foods than the ones they have in down below(hell)- mainly sweets-"

2BF: So you come from hell? That's were I just got out of, not my best location for tourism hehe

"yeahh- too much fire and too many screams of the damned- not recommended to families with children, if you ask me-"

2BF: Glad I'm a Asexual Aromantic *He lights a cigarette* No kids just combat

“Yupp- lucky you- half lucky me lol-“

2BF: I have to go to hell for a living, I'm paid to kill demons and shit

I stare deeply at him with a wrinkled frown on my face and mutter something inaudible

-rips out a piece of paper fro the notebook and just bites out of it like its a slice of bread-

I mouth he words “WTF”

-glances at him, chewing the paper-

I gulp

-small snicker-"what? you want some?" -whispers, gesturing to the paper-

My eyebrows squint down to my eyes “No I don’t want your discusting piece of paper you animal” I whisper back to him

"eh, your losss" -just keeps eating it-

“Gross”

-the bell rings, everyone gets up and leaves-

-just staring off into space at his desk, zoned out-

“Oh I remember youuuuuuu” I say in my mind with a deep voice

Thinking: "i want sweetssss..-"

I breathe in and out very heavily but not too loud

-stops zoning out, glances around the room at all the people- "i wonder if anyone would give me sweets..-" -mumbles-

I crack my fingers but since I’m double jointed, I stretch my fingers all the way back to crack them but then I realize it was a bit loud

I stare with my eyes wide open with a frown no longer on my face

-eyes land on him- Thinking: "hm.. he looks.. familiar..-"

I pretend to look around

I focus my eyes on him

-shrugs, looks away and pulls out a notebook-

Zarell sticks out his long yellow snake-slitted tongue. Unwrapping a starburst and throwing it into his mouth. He takes another one out of a bag, handing it to them. "Hh3r3! D0 yy0u vvant 0n3?"

"oo! sure! thanks!" -he takes the starburst and pops it into his mouth, not even unwrapping it-

Zarell looks concerned, "T.. Thh3 ppapp3r.."

"dont worryy i eat paper all the time- this is really good actually-"

"Mm.." Zarell nods.

"do you have any more?" -seems hopeful that they have any more-

"Yy3p!" He hands them a handful.

“Yayyy thank youu!” -eats them one by one to savor the flavour”

Zarell chuckles, "Yy0u'r3 vv3lc0m3!"

: ………..* looks eagerly at a battle crate*

-just staring at his desk-

: hey i got a good idea .