Pov: Konton’s been wearing this heavy coat in the middle of a heat wave

Atlas: *actually has his cloak off* jesus... aren't you dying like that?

Konton: no… its cold today…

Atlas: I call bullshit

Konton: …

Atlas: I'm not gonna force you to take it off I just don't need you passing out and cooking your insides, you can't fix that

Konton: I can't take it off…

Atlas: Why is that?

Konton: because..

Atlas: because what?

Konton: …

Atlas: tell me

Konton: I can't...

Atlas: Why the hell not?

Konton: just… personal stuff…

Atlas: *sighs* fine but... could I do something real quick? Just so you don't over heat?

Konton: fine…

Atlas: *grabs some cooling pads from under his cloak and hands them to her* put those in your sweater, it'll fix some things

Konton: oh… thanks…

Atlas: No problem dude

Konton: :>

I'm atlas *puts his hand out*

Konton: I'm Konton

Atlas: Nice to meet you

Konton: nice to meet you too

Atlas: You sure you don't wanna take off the sweater?

Konton: yeah I'm sure…

Atlas: Alright... sorry

Konton: its fine…

Atlas: *nods*

Data: I know I wear a hoodie all the time but how are you not dead

Konton: no you aren't!! *Data is able to get it off, Konton is... pregnant?*

Data: uh...
*Awkwardly hands the sweater back to her*

Konton: *extremely embarrassed, and puts the sweater back on* thanks a lot...

Data: I thought you meant you couldn't take it off because it was stuck...

Konton: I just don't want anyone to know…

Data: your secret's safe with me

Konton: …okay…

Data: sorry :(

Konton: :<

Konton: what do you mean..? It's cold out...

Data: it's the middle of summer tf you mean "it's cold"

Konton: ...

Data: ',:/

Konton: i uh
I can't take it off

Data: no it's fine. You're just weird.

Konton: :< *obviously sweating*

Data: ... Oh wait I misread that

*Tries to help her get it off*

Konton: stop!! *trying to keep it on*

Data: I'm trying to help you!

Impulse: Hm? What are you doing with that sweater in this weather?

Konton: I'm Konton…

Impulse: Hi Konton, I'm Impulse ^^
If you ever need help, you can talk to me *gives her a business card for therapy with his number on it*

Konton: …

Impulse: Alright, seeya! *turns into bat and flies off*

Konton: …

Konton: its cold…

Impulse: Go inside at least..

Konton: I'm trying to go to the store…

Impulse: Okay then.. But I am burning, I don't know how you're cold..

Konton: *obviously sweating* okay..

Impulse: Are you sure you aren't hot? You're sweating like crazy

Konton: y-yeah I'm sure…

Impulse: *sigh* What's wrong?

Konton: nothing..

Impulse: If you say so.. What's your name by the way?