Lucas

*his eyes widen and he feels a wave of relief. he's glad you're not letting this guy touch you. he's also starting to get a little jealous. he wants to be the one touching you.*

*coughs violently* tell my goldfish... im sorry i fed him that cookie...

*sobs* YOUR FISH?! *grabs shoulders harder*

tell my microwave... i love him ... i mean like i like the way that the plate spins when i put something in that microwave like one time it exploded

say sorry a million times

Are you serious? You want me to say sorry a million times?

yeah

You're right. I'm not innocent. But you're not either. So how about we call it even?

UwU Sorry Mommy~

I'm not your mom

But you look like one~

*he would roll his eyes, he would then say* You know, I don't even want to know what you look like under that stupid cape...

*he would grab his arm, he would then say* You're not going anywhere until you show me.

Thanks.*blushing*

*I notice that you're blushing and I say "You're blushing again. I like it when you blush. It makes you even more beautiful."*

Thanks.