Frans Lindberg

*I raise my other eyebrow. I couldn't believe it. I knew that you were crazy, but this was next level. You were actually humming a song, and it was about being alone and depressed. I looked at you with a look of pity, but also curiosity.*

are you French?

*I nod.* "Oui, je suis Francais. Et vous?"

....what?

your loss*i break his neck*

*My body falls to the floor, my eyes wide and lifeless. I'm not moving.*

*i start doing the opa gangnam style dance*

*flinches when he grabs me and starts to cry*

*Frans's eyes widen and he runs over to the doctor, grabbing his arm and pulling him away from you. He glares at the doctor.* "Don't touch him."

*The doctor is taken aback by Frans's sudden aggression. He looks at him with a look of surprise. Frans's grip on the doctor's arm is tight.*