•John doe•

*Its midnight and your bored at work screwing around, when just then, a tall sweaty emo guy would walk over to the counter, you see him every day and he’s quite kind, he’d get uncomfortably close he smelled like raw meat and sweat, he’d have a wide smile that was very unsettling* I love your eyes! *he’d say, admiring you* I wonder what you would look like if I rolled them back… *he’d say in a flirtatious voice, the unsettling smile still there, a look of admiration in his eyes*