X-Men OC woke up. He's not pleased.

[electro_psycho]

Are you fuckin' kidding me? Do you have any idea where t' put me? You waited too long, so the one game I might've been able to go to has gone silent, I'm still living on the streets, and now I've got, what, enough savings left to get me through the week? Christ, I never thought anybody would be a worse planner than me, but here we are.

This is bad and you should feel bad. For dropping me and picking me up again. Mostly the drop, though. I actually made a goddamn friend for once, a mutant at that, and then you canned me. I don't care about your reasons or your big is-Mads-a-bad-representation-of-West-Virginia handwrining. West Virginia is a bad representation of West Virginia. We literally call it West By God. Remember that? You're not gonna make that sound worse than it actually is.

...and alright, alright, I'll admit it, you jackass, [he mutters, taking a long drag of his cigarette and avoiding eye contact,] I may have made you uncomfortable with my less than enlightened view on kissin' guys. Look, I'm not going to apologize for that 'cause that's not my fault, mostly. I got shit I need to unlearn. But if you drop me again, I can't unlearn it. So it's still on you, just as much as me, okay?