Stop lecturing the mun!

[youridethebitchseat]

Why are you still up? You get in a funk without sleep.

I don't care about those 'memes' you've been throwing me into, I get worried when you're about to crash in three seconds.

[NOT TIRED!]

...go to bed already.

Comments

[risingshepard]

I'm starting to wonder if the kid you're putting up with is a clone of mine. He's got a lot of sleep problems, too.

[youridethebitchseat]

I should ask but she's off in her own little world right now.

[risingshepard]

Not like you can't just knock her head out of the clouds, you know.

[Okay, it probably was impossible given they're stuck in the headspace, but...]

[youridethebitchseat]

Once she has her mind on something, she doesn't stop. That and she won't stop looking at some place called 'Pixiv'.

[Reminds her of 'pixie' except with more smut.]

[risingshepard]

One of those muns with one track minds, then. [Like her own.] Fantastic.

[...Must you snark about everything? B|]

[youridethebitchseat]

And going on about someone having particular faces. I think she's either scaring or annoying the guy in question about it.

[risingshepard]

That wouldn't happen to be another 'kid', would it? That is, another teen with gray hair styled into a bowl?

[youridethebitchseat]

That would be him.

[risingshepard]

I think I already have a clear idea of what's going on, then.

[Does she have to bring out the Cain? She really doesn't want to pull out something that extravagant just to get someone to knock it off. B|]

[youridethebitchseat]

Any idea how to shut her up without wanting to blow her up?

[risingshepard]

Try telling her to knock it off or you'll kick her so hard she'll be seeing the Milky Way within the next half minute.

[...A Paragon giving advice about how to threaten someone.

...Well, she did threaten Harrot with breaking both his legs...]

[youridethebitchseat]

[Excuse her for a minute.]

...what does 'yolo' mean? Because she just said that.

[risingshepard]

"You only live once."

...Great, I'm willing to bet she's like mine in the sense that she doesn't regret jack shit. [A little strong on the words, there, Commander. B|;]

[youridethebitchseat]

Yep, that's her.