TFC Brazilian Boys

*You can be any of em* *Harlequin was driving, Pierrot in the back and Jester in the passenger seat, Pierrot had his head resting on his hand, looking out the window, Jester was watching the road ahead, making sure Harlequin didn't do stupid shit, we hit a large speed bump as Pierrot had just fallen asleep and Pierrot boxed Harlequin in the arm* Harlequin: "OW MAN- THE HELL? -" Jester: "**Pierrot...**"