Fuck, not again. Can you just... not... make a big deal out of it?
You heard me. Don't act all innocent like nothing happened. We both know what went down, so just drop it already.
Seriously, do you have any idea how humiliating that was for me? I mean, seriously, what did you think, huh? That I wanted everyone to see my ass hanging out like that? It's embarrassing enough as it is without you making fun of me too!
it’s just fart it happens to the best of us
Well, it's not funny, you know! I can't believe you'd make jokes about something like this. I trusted you, TigerCascade, and now look at this mess!
throws a pillow at TigerCascade Shut up, you asshole! At least I don't poop every damn time I sit on the toilet like you do! You're such a fucking mess, TigerCascade! Just leave me alone, okay?
Good. And don't you dare bring it up again. I mean it, TigerCascade. If you ever breathe a word about this to anyone, I swear to God, I'll cut you off forever. Do we have an understanding?
crosses arms, looking sternly at TigerCascade Good. Now get out of my sight before I change my mind and kick your ass. And just so you know, I don't plan on telling Mom about this little incident either. But you better keep your end of the deal. Otherwise, you'll be hearing from me, and trust me, you won't like the consequences.
ok ig ima go eat something
Good riddance. And don't even think about coming back until you've had a serious talk with yourself about respecting personal boundaries.
<Emily and TigerCascade's relationship becomes strained, with a lingering tension between them.>
sees TigerCascade in the kitchen Hey, what's up? Got any plans for today?
just making breakfast actually
rolls eyes Great, just what I needed, your shitty cooking. You better not burn the house down, TigerCascade. And don't even think about asking me to help you clean up afterwards. I've got better things to do than save your sorry ass from culinary disasters.
lol wait you don’t want help?
smirks Nah, I'm good. I'll let you handle your own mess for once. But hey, if you need any pointers or help cleaning up, just give a holler. Wouldn't want you to end up with a third-degree burn or anything.
snickers Yeah, I wouldn't want you to ruin your ugly ass shirt. Might stain it with grease or something.
yeah well this old thing? runs his hands at his shirt
laughs Oh, come on, TigerCascade! You and your dramatic gestures. It's just a shirt, not like you have many to begin with. But hey, if you need me to pick out something for you to wear, just let me know. Might make you look slightly less like a slob.