Persona BLEACHED 2: Part 27

Chapter 27: Ashen Bonding
March 4, 2029
"This is the worst thing I've ever agreed to." Kenji grumbled. 
The students were in front of a karaoke box in Shinjuku, early in the night.
"I regret every decision that has led me to this moment in time." Kenji continued.
"Oh, enough, Kenneth. It's not like we're going to put you onto a stage." Carrie chided.
"She's right, it's just gonna be all of us in a little room. Any weird memory's gonna be tucked away into our souls until they start to rot from it." Max added.
"The fact that the knowledge will lie with you all does nothing to reassure me." Kenji moaned.
"Don't be so judgemental, this is gonna be fun! I've wanted to do one of these since we got here. It was nice of the Professor to give us her reservation after her plans got changed." Barbara said.
"Right. Don't think of this as doing something embarrassing. Think of it as...a team-building experience." Kibō said.
"He's got a point. If you can trust the guy next to you with your life, then you can sing a dumb little tune next to 'em. Plus, girls dig guys that can sing." Sahir said.
"And that helps me how?" Kenji asked.
"Kitty-san, is something wrong? You've been rather quiet." Sakuya asked.
"Who, me? Nah, everything's fine. Really." Kitty assured.
"Is there gonna be enough room for everyone? I'm not so sure about stuffing us all into a tiny box. I hope they at least have good air conditioning..." Natalia said.
"I wouldn't worry too much, Hoodsie. What you should worry about are those little white pills I saw Kenny sneaking into his pockets before we left." Kitty stated.
"Why you facetious little...!" Kenji growled.
"Aaaand we're going in now! C'mon, everyone..." Barbara piped up.
"Welp, this is gonna be something." Kitty muttered as the students went inside.
The students sat inside of a square room, bearing red walls and furniture.
"Is...is this a porno room, Barbie? Did we just get trapped into some illicit sex ring? Barbie, please, I'm still a fragile maiden..." Kitty questioned.
"Kitty." Barbara said sternly. 
"So we just connect our phones to the little TV and it'll play whatever song we pick, yeah?" Sahir asked.
"Uh-huh. And don't worry, the room is soundproof. Whatever happens in the box, stays in the box." Barbara replied.
"Fine by me. Just a shame this box isn't heart-shaped, right Keeb?" Max joked.
"I hate you." Kibō deadpanned.
"OK, who wants to go first?" Barbara asked.
"Seeing how she's clearly in the mood to hear herself talk, I nominate Katherine." Kenji sneered.
"Aw c'mon, Kenny, don't play me like this! I thought we were pals." Kitty uttered.
"First one to go is the first to get it over with. Just looking out for you, 'pal'." Kenji replied.
Kitty began coughing. "Ugh, wow, I've suddenly *coughcoughhack* come down with a bug. Sorry, I'm gonna have to *cough* sit this one out. Don't wanna torture my windpipes."
"Don't be so sheepish, Kitten. No one will judge you. Kenneth aside." Carrie assured.
"Seriously, I feel *cough* like crap. Hey, Sparky, back me up here, will ya?"
"Backup, nothing. I need to hear this." Max affirmed.
"Wait, what?! You're supposed to be on my side!" Kitty scratched her head. "Ugh, fine. Fine! I'll bite the bullet just this once." Kitty walked to the machine, and sighed.
"So, I've mentioned here and there my fondness for a series about hiding in boxes and doing...stealth things. Figure if I'm gonna have to get in front of people and sing, it's gonna be something I'm good with. So allow me to present to you...the ladder-climbing song."
Her phone screen read "Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater". She hesitantly began to perform the lyrics. The other students listened in utter disbelief. This was the singing of someone with experience.
Once she had finished, she opened her eyes, and was blushing. "Um..."
She was met with applause from the others. "HOLY CRUD, that was outrageous!" Sahir exclaimed.
"You sound amazing, Kitty! Why were you so scared to do it?" Natalia asked.
"I knew she had it in her. I've heard her singing to herself when her door's closed. But I'm curious myself. I know pedigree when I hear it. How much training have you had?" Barbara asked.
"Ugggggh. I had some when I was little, but it's mostly...ugh, genetic." Kitty put her hands to her face. "Y'all want to see some cringe?"
Kitty began working her phone, then brought up a picture. "I shouldn't show this, it's too stupid for words..."
"Come on, now. It can't be that bad." Kibō said.
"Dude, you don't know about embarrassment, your mom's a card-carrying badass. This is...blehhhh. I've teased you enough. Brace yourselves, because this is..."
Kitty showed the huddled group a picture of five young men with microphones garbed in flashy outfits. The young man in the center had mid-length dark hair, sunglasses, hair on his chin, and wore a black jacket, a white shirt with sequins on it, and leather pants.
"...The Golden Wei." Kitty groaned. "And this handsome doofus in the center is their lead singer and namesake, Wei-yin. Or as I like to call him...Dad."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Kenji burst out laughing. "That fellow in the middle there? The Loras Tyrell via Gucci looking chap is your father? Oh, oh...this was worth it. Doesn't matter what happens the rest of the night, it was all worth it for this alone! Ahahahahaha..."
"Your dad was a...Kpop singer?" Max questioned.
"Please don't say it, it's so embarrassing! Our whole house is filled with memorabilia from the 'good old days', and it's all so cringey! I never sing around people cuz then they'll start asking me 'So when's the all-girl Golden Wei revival happening?' Ugh!" Kitty ranted.
"So, uh...how do you feel about the fan culture?" Sakuya asked.
"Can't stand it, hate talking about it, and if I see someone stanning my Dad I go fully numb."
"Does he still have merchandise available? Please tell me he does." Kenji said with a wry grin.
"I'm gonna sit down and not talk for the rest of forever." Kitty sat down, and covered her increasingly red face.
A short while later, an employee brought over drinks. "Hm. Doesn't taste half bad. There's no alcohol, is there?" Kibō asked.
"Course not. I asked for a little something to loosen everyone up. No underage drinking here, it's alllll by the book." Barbara reassured.
"Loosening up is right. I'm already feeling a little...tingly." Carrie said.
"Hoo boy, that is some strong whatever it is..." Max stated.
"Senpai...what exactly is in these drinks?" Sakuya asked.
"Hang on, it says on the menu..." Barbara read it off. "Made with a mixture of exotic fruits provided by the one and only...Kubo Produce."
"Oh...oh no." Kenji moaned.
"DJ TAN MAN! THIS 'BOUT TO GET LIT!" Kitty exclaimed.
Soon enough, everyone was blushing.
"Gucci~! Gucci~! Gucci~! Gucci gurl~! Gucci~!" Sahir bobbed his head back and forth as he sang to himself.
"Why does everything feel so...fuzzy?" Barbara slurred.
"Aheehee...fuzzy...I like fuzzy, hehehehe..." Natalia giggled.
"It's like all the troubles of the world are just...melting away..." Sakuya mused.
"This is all kinds of wrong...!" Kenji grumbled.
"Yo, Keebles...what's going on with you? You're still as a rock..." Max commented.
Kibō stood up, a glare in his eye. "Is it hot in here or what...? What's with this heat..." He proceeded to unbutton his shirt, exposing his chest as the girls all looked on in amazement. He sat back down. "Better."
"Yummyyyyy!" Barbara excitedly grabbed him by the arm.
"What on Earth are you doing...?" Kenji pondered.
Suddenly, Natalia latched onto Kibō's other arm. "Ahehehehehe...fuzzy wuzzy was a bear~..." she hummed.
"Hey, Natalia, save some for the rest of us, huh?" Carrie slurred. She sat on Kibō's lap and put her arms around his neck in a seductive manner.
Sakuya clutched onto one of his legs. "Forgive me...I was feeling a bit of a chill..."
"Okay, ya floosies, make room! The Chad and his abs are mine!" Kitty exclaimed.
"The hell...?!" Max griped.
Kitty grabbed Kibō's other leg and began to purr. "Me-yow."
"DUDE! YOU CAN'T JUST TAKE ALL FIVE OF THEM AT ONCE!" Sahir exclaimed.
"Current circumstances prove otherwise." Kibō retorted, another glare in his eyes.
"Yeah, Kicks, haven't you ever seen We Never Learn or The Quintessential Quintuplets? This is basically the same thing." Kitty added.
"Okay, ladies, everyone back to your corners except the dancer." Kenji ordered.
"Make us, meanie." Natalia bit back. 
"Do it or you're not getting any more drinks for the rest of the night."
The girls all grumbled and returned to their seats.
The students, all in some sort of giggling stupor, conversed among themselves. "So, Sparky..." Kitty had her head on Max's shoulder. "What'd you say your favorite movie was? Jupiter Ascending?"
"I've never seen Jupiter Ascending." Max grogged.
"You quote that movie all the time. We sat on your couch and watched it last month."
"I'm not playing the--oh wait, you mean that dumb Mila Kunis movie?"
"Oh, and he says he's never seen it? Proven wrong by his fuzzy wuzzy girlfriend again, hehehehehe..." Natalia teetered in her seat.
"Kenny's the guy that screams half of his lines." Max uttered.
"I am noooot!" Kenji grogged.
"You are dude, you're Eddie Redmayne. He whispers all of his lines for half of the movie, then out of nowhere he just screams 'I CREATE LIFE!' Then he just alternates between whispering and screaming." Kitty said.
"Barb and Keeb are Mila Kunis and Channing Tatum." Max said.
"'Jupiter Jones'. That's the girl's name."
"I can't believe the people behind The Matrix wrote that."
"Soooo boring! I need some tunes!" Barbara bolted up from clutching Kibō's arm. "Maxie!" She pointed. "Play a song for me, little bro!"
"'Little' nothing, we're twins!" Max complained.
"I came out twelve minutes before you did, that makes me the boss! Now do what I tell you!"
"Ugggh, fine!" 
Max got up, and Kitty fell onto the couch. "Meow." she grogged.
Max fidgeted with the machine. "What's takin' so long?" Barbara muttered.
"I'm workin' on it!" Max slurred.
Electronic music began playing. The sound of a gong emanated, and the digitized words "Test your Might!" echoed. Max switched out his glasses for dark shades, and held out his hand. Shadow energy gathered, and in his hand appeared a saxophone. He rapidly turned around, as the words "MORTAL KOMBAT" boomed. 
He went to town on the saxophone, playing along to the rhythm. After a while, he began to moonwalk towards the wall, as electricity crackled beneath his feet. He hopped off of the wall and onto the ceiling, never missing a beat. The others looked on in awe.
When the song neared conclusion, Max flipped back onto the floor. When it finished, he put down his shades, and gave a wink.
Applause. "Bruh." Kitty muttered. "That was tight."
"It most certainly was, Kitten. Now wipe that blood off of your nose." Carrie replied.
"Dare I ask where you learned to do that?" Kenji asked.
"Barb's not the only O'Donnell of many talents. Can't a guy have a hobby?" Max replied. "When you've got a future diva for a sister, she's gonna need a backup act."
"Best backup act eveeeeer~." Barbara giggled.
---
"Maggieeeee. Hey, Maggieeeee." Kitty prodded and poked at Sakuya.
"What is it, Kitty-san?" Sakuya responded.
"I've got this super-special-awesome hypothetical for ya. What if...there was a plane full of baboons. And it got shot down. Would any of them survive?"
"Um...no?"
"Why...why would it get shot down?" Carrie questioned.
"Kitty-san, what made you ask me this?" Sakuya asked.
"I was just curious." Kitty stated.
"Kitten." Carrie blunted.
"Whazzup?"
"Why would someone shoot down a plane full of baboons?"
"Cuz one of the baboons was making serious threats."
"Against whom?"
"Girls online."
Sakuya tried to suppress a laugh. 
"So...they shot the entire plane down, huh." Carrie said.
"There was a chimp on the ground that looked up and said 'Ooh aaaaaaah.'" Kitty mimicked monkey noises. "And that translates to 'There goes the baboon that was harassing my daughter.' And then..." Kitty took another sip of her drink.
"So let me...let me see if my fuzzy mind has everything in order. One singular baboon made a troll comment online...so the armed forces of whatever Planet of the Apes world exists in your mind shot the entire plane down."
"Yes'm."
"Men, women, children, all slain. How does that follow any sort of logic?"
"You're thinking in terms of human law, French kiss. We're talking baboon physics."
"Wha--this has nothing to do with physics!"
"It dooooooesuh! It's Quantum Baboon Physics!"
"QUANTUM BABOON PHYSICS!" Sakuya spat out her drink, laughing.
"You zoom in on the quarks in their brains and you can see what they're thinking!" Kitty grogged.
"What does any of that even mean?!" Sakuya demanded.
"It's quantum string theory, Maggie, JEEZ."
Kenji simply stared dumbfounded at the conversation.
"Hey, Hoodsieeeee!" Kitty shouted.
Natalia snapped out of hugging Carrie's arm. "You're breaking up my fuzzy time, waddya want?"
"You've seen SpongeBob, yeah?"
"Um, yeah, when I was little."
"What would you do if Mr. Krabs doxxed you?"
Natalia wheezed. "How would...how would he even get my address?"
"He would borrow it from someone."
"'SpongeBob, I'm glad I caught ya! I need ya to get me this Belgian girl's personal info!'" Max exclaimed in a sailor-esque voice.
"'He told me to keep it in this bottle.'" Kitty said in a silly voice.
"So, wait...is that what the Krabby Patty secret formula is?" Natalia asked.
"Yep, it's your address." Kitty affirmed.
"Where would he post it?"
"He has his own image board. Him, Squidward and SpongeBob use it." Kenji interjected.
"'KrustyChan'." Max grogged.
"Patrick got a hold of it and that's what's in his secret box." Kitty added.
"Why does everyone in Bikini Bottom have my address?!" Natalia griped.
"Quantum Krab Physics."
"AGAIN with the physics, that has nothing to do with physics!" Carrie protested.
The students began to argue. "Unbelievable. You seeing this, Sahir?" Kenji asked. "Sahir?"
Sahir had his eyes open, but was snoring.
"You're...asleep? How are you doing it with your eyes open?"
Kibō looked on. "I'm starting to think we should cut off the drinks...what kind of fruit even does this? The Professor's entire family is just one question after another..."
"I've got a...mmm, question for you..." Barbara muttered.
"What's that?"
She gripped him tighter. "...why aren't we cuddling..."
"Would that really be a good idea? Everyone can see us...although I guess they are preoccupied."
The arguing had abruptly stopped, and the students were now looking at Kitty's phone. "And here's a ten-minute video I uploaded of a chimp's finger bending over and over." she said.
"Why did you post that?" Kenji asked.
"I thought it was funny. I thought it'd be engaging content." Kitty deadpanned.
"I really hope nobody remembers anything come tomorrow..." Kibō uttered.
"Quit yapping and start cuddling..." Barbara demanded.
---
March 5, 2029
"It is time. Destiny waits for no man. Here, now, I bring humanity towards a new dawn!"
"What...is this?" a voice pondered, as visions played out before her.
"Come, servants of the deceiver goddess! Centuries of injustice shall now crash down upon your heads! Feel our wrath!" a masked, robed man proclaimed.
Two beings dueled in an unknown space. One, a female covered in white and red armor wielding an ornate lance. The other, a male brandishing black and blue armor and holding a dark, glowing sword.
"Do you even know what you're doing? What your actions will do to the world? What does anyone else get from this?!" the female demanded.
"A new beginning. One where they won't need to offer worship towards beings that give them nothing but anguish and ignore pleas for mercy. I'll be the savior you failed to be." the male retorted.
The vision shifted to an empty hallway. Towards the end of it, a figure in a red robe pointed a revolver at the seer. "Boo!" he exclaimed.
Rose jarred awake. Her sudden movement woke up the cat, which had been sleeping on top of her, and jumped off the bed. "Silly thing. I'm not your bed." Rose thought. She slowly got up from the bed, taking care not to awaken Rin.
She took a seat on the couch, and took a sip of tea. "That dream...it felt clearer than usual. But I didn't recognize any of the locations, or the people. Except..." 
Her mind went back to the red robed figure. "Those robes, and that weapon. There's no mistaking it. But why would I be dreaming of him? I don't understand..."
"My my, what an enchanting little garden you've built for yourself." 
A man was seated at the kitchen table, wearing an azure tropical shirt with pictures of the moon and stars on it, and reading a newspaper. "A child in her bed and a ring on your finger. Quite the change from when I saw you last."
"Father? What are you doing here?" Rose asked.
"Just popping in to see how you were doing."
"It's a bit early for a visit, don't you think?"
"I know you're an early riser, and I wanted to catch you before you had to leave for work." Tsukiyomi took notice of Rose's expression. "What's with the look? Did something happen?"
"No, no. I just had an odd dream, is all. I've been having a few of those, lately. This one was different, however...it felt more real."
"Well if it's sleep that's bothering you, I'm something of an expert on the subject. What was this dream about?"
"It felt like a series of visions. A large, masked man yelling about a 'deceiver goddess'...two figures dueling in a strange space...and the Reaper."
"The robed gunman from the previous incidents? Curious...what about those two figures? Did you recognize them?"
"One was a woman wielding a lance, the other was a man with a sword. They were arguing about the man...doing something with the world. It didn't make much sense. And before all of that...there was something else. I heard a man's voice talking about a new dawn for humanity. But there were no images. Just a voice."
"I see..." Tsukiyomi looked pensive. "When did you start experiencing these dreams?"
"A few weeks ago. The images were fuzzy, the voices were muffled...this was the first time they felt clear."
"Very peculiar...I've heard tales of people seeing things in their dreams that would later come to occur in reality. Perhaps your mind is trying to warn you of something that's coming."
"Future visions? That sounds a bit farfetched...why would the Reaper appear if that were the case? Even if he did come back once, Rin turned him to atoms. You would think he'd learn his lesson after something like that."
"Perhaps you're right. Even after years of research, dreams are something we have yet to fully understand. It could be something, it could be nothing." Tsukiyomi looked downward. "Or perhaps...it could be getting to be that time." he mumbled under his breath.
"What was that, Father?"
"Pay me no mind. Just the ramblings of an ancient man. I've taken up too much of your time. I'll let you get ready for work. And try to send me the wedding date when you have it. Can't rely on your mother to get it to me..."
"One of these days you and her need to bury the hatchet. It's been what, centuries, millenia? Can she really still be mad at you?"
"You don't know your mother, Rose. She can hold grudges. Longer than most gods can. There's a reason our brother doesn't get Christmas cards anymore...sorry, I'm rambling again. Take care. And let me know if you have any more of these visions."
"Of course, Father. I'll see you."
Tsukiyomi vanished. "Hmm...he was acting a little strange, wasn't he?" Rose pondered.
---
A rocky pillar amongst a lush forest, bathed in the sun's light. Atop the pillar sat a woman in red and white robes. "...what is it now?" she asked.
Tsukiyomi appeared behind her. "I just got finished speaking with Rose."
"And?"
"It is as we feared. Memories, past and future, are flowing into her mind. What she has witnessed...I believe the day of reckoning is fast approaching."
"What? Are you sure?"
"Deathly certain. She described a duel between armored figures, taking place within an unknown space. One with a lance, one with a blade."
Amaterasu went silent. "So it begins. Retribution for the cycle we created. If what she saw was the truth, then whoever is fated to take our place will make their way here soon." She sighed. "Those poor children...to be caught in a war brought on by our own hubris. What do we do now?"
"Steel yourself for whatever comes. Hope that the parties responsible are overcome before any tragedy occurs. And pray that whatever befalls this world is nothing like the calamities of eons past."
"For now, remain as you are. Stay your hand until it becomes impossible. Do not let the ones planning Armageddon know that we are shaken." he concluded.
"As long as I can avoid staring at your cursed countenance for a little longer, I'm more than happy to wear the mask."
"Hm. Quite. I'll keep you informed. Pray I have better news for you next time." He vanished.
Amaterasu took in the sunlight. "How lovely it would be...if fate could avoid cruelty for just another moment..."
---
"Uggggh...my head..." Kibō rose to his feet, clutching his head. "Wait a minute...this isn't my room...and..." He looked down, and reeled in shock. "Where are my pants?!"
He suddenly heard a loud yawning sound. "Mornin', sunshine." Kitty, her hair a frizzy mess, looked at Kibō's boxers. "Hunh. Never took you for a hot pink kinda guy."
Kibō darted behind the couch. "Doesn't really work when I already saw the shorts, dude." Kitty said.
"Mmmph..." Kenji was curled up on the ground. "No, Professor, I don't...ngh, want the banana..."
"Kitty...where are we?" Kibō asked.
"Um, my place? I think?" Kitty took a glance at where she'd walked out of. "Ummm, unless I gave my room this uber-purple paint job, I think this is Care Bear's place..."
"How did we even get into their dorm? Oof, my head is throbbing..." Kibō groaned. "I can't remember anything after Max played the saxophone."
"Must've been pretty nuts." Kitty quipped.
Kibō turned red. "Just shut up and help me find my pants."
"I think Kenny's sleeping on 'em." Kitty pointed. "Sure you wanna wake him up? He's actually kinda tolerable when he's asleep..."
Kibō promptly yanked his pants out from underneath Kenji, who neither budged nor stirred from his slumber.
"And apparently he's a hibernating bear. Maybe if we're lucky he won't wake up until summer..." Kitty said.
Kibō put his pants back on. "What the hell happened last night?"
"I dunno why you're asking me. I drank more of DJ Tan Man's possibly illegal fruit drink than anyone else."
"Of course. Seeing how you're his number one fan and all."
"I'm still waiting on that mix tape. But anyway, last I remember was...Sparky said something. Geez, what was it? I remember it being really funny."
"Mmm...Chris Chan working at a sushi restaurant..." Kenji grogged.
"Yes, yes, that's it!" Kitty snorted.
"...I'm workin' on it..." Kenji mumbled.
"'The health department's gonna come down on us, you can't pepper spray the sushi, Christian! It's not really pepper!'"
"Why's it called pepper spray if it's not pepper, hm?..." Kenji muttered in a high-pitched voice.
"I'm leaving now." Kibō made for the door. 
"Waaaait, Keeeebieeeee, let me get my undies on..." Kitty pleaded.
Kibō turned even redder. "Either Barb's gonna kill me, or Max." he groaned. "I hope we didn't leave anyone in a ditch somewhere..."
He departed the room, Kitty close behind. "Should we really be leaving Kenny in there?"
"It's either that, or leave the place unlocked and empty. It already looks sketchy enough..."
The pair arrived at Kibō's door. There was a low tune playing out from behind it. He sighed. "Whatever's in there, I'm prepared to be scarred for life."
Inside of the dorm, most of the students were strewn about the place, asleep. The lone exceptions to this were Natalia, who was sitting with her legs crossed, and Max, who was standing next to a canvas. Shifty music was playing. Kitty quickly noticed a key difference in Max.
"Oh...oh, my Zanza. What happened to his hair?!"
Max now had a perm.
"Hi, my name is Max Ross. And welcome to The Joy of Painting." Max said with a peaceful tone. Natalia clapped lightly. "We're gonna make ourselves a nice, nice little cabin in the mountains. Gonna make ourselves some little trees..."
Kitty didn't know how to react.
"Well, that didn't turn out how I'd planned it, but you know what? Life's more fun with surprises."
The painting was a green stick figure.
"Oh, hey all. You'll have to excuse the mess, I woke up with this hairdo and I thought 'If I don't do this now, what would even be the point?' So here I am. Don't worry, I'll wash this out and my hair'll be good as new."
"Sparky...that's not how that works. You know that 'perm' stands for 'permanent', right? Unless you shave the whole thing off...that's not going away." 
Max's expression fell as he realized this. "Oh."
"I, um...I have an electric razor in my bathroom if you need it." Kibō said.
"I'll...take you up on that." Max slumped over to the bathroom, a horrified look on his face.
The rest of the group slowly came to. "I feel like I got beaned by a baseball..." Barbara groaned.
"Where are Maxwell and Kenneth?" Carrie asked.
"Kenny's asleep in your place. Sparky is, uh. Uh." Kitty muttered.
"Nobody laugh." Max walked out of the bathroom. An audible gasp could be heard from the girls. "It's bad, right?" 
He had completely shaved the perm off.
"...what exactly did we get into last night?" Sakuya questioned.
"I think we're better off not knowing." Sahir replied.
"Advice for the future: when we're in Spain, stay away from funny fruit drinks." Barbara said.
"Bit late for that." Max grumbled.
"Don't be angry about it, Maxie. Like they say, bald is beautiful!" Natalia assured.
"This isn't bald, it's shaved. There's a difference." Max retorted.
"Well at least it wasn't anything permanent, like a scar or...a tattoo." Carrie said. Everyone fell silent.
"...everyone. I'll afford you privacy. Check for tattoos." Kibō ordered.
Everyone scrambled to find a place to check.
"Great bonding idea, Barbie. We've got nine hangovers and a shaved head. I say we sue the Tan Man." Kitty said.
"You'd just want him to fork over that mix tape you won't shut up about." Barbara retorted.
"Guilty as charged."
"I don't know how we're gonna survive a week in Spain..." Kibō uttered.