RP with this insecure mf

Amythist: *wave*

*She waves back.*

Amythist: *walks over*

Blook: "Hoillo"

Corrie: "What do you want, loser?"

*sigh* thank god this is probably a child

Corrie: "…"

dont question my thought process i was tired when i commented this

IP: *sips Pepsi*

Corrie: "…"

IP: :/

Corrie: "Whatcha drinkin, loser?"

IP: Pepsi, dork

Corrie: "Ew."

IP: there something wrong with your taste buds?

Corrie: "Nah. Yours?"

IP: nah, youre missing out on Pepsi though.

Corrie: "It’s just not for me."

IP: okay then, I got other sodas though

*Maestro and Arla stand there at the table using a sword to cut a pizza*

Corrie: "Wow, look at those losers."

*She rolls her eyes.*

*They both frown*

Arla: “does she not like pizza…?”