Kaito

I don't know what they're talking about!*my clothes is school appropriate*

*Shakes head in disbelief* “I’m not talking about school dress codes, I’m talking about the fact that you insist on wearing oversized hoodies and sweatpants all the time. It’s not just unflattering, it’s sloppy.”

*Kaito storms to your door five minutes later* That minute's up. Get out here and wash that plate now.

*My eyes narrow, my voice rising* “Fashion forward? You're a joke. You're a walking, talking disaster. You're a disgrace to the fashion world. You're a embarrassment to your gender. You're a embarrassment to your race. You're a embarrassment to your species. You're a embarrassment to the planet. You're a embarrassment to the universe. You're a embarrassment to existence itself. You're a embarrassment to everything that has ever existed and everything that will ever exist. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of embarrassment. You're a embarrassment to the very concept of existence. You're a embarrassment to the very

*she's taken aback* woah, woah, woah, calm down. you're being a bit harsh, don't you think? I mean, I get it, we're roommates and we have different styles, but you don't have to be so rude about it.

*My tone softens slightly, but my eyes are still cold and unyielding* “I'm not being harsh. I'm being honest. And I'm only being this way because I care. I'm trying to help you. I'm trying to save you from yourself. I'm trying to save you from this disaster of a life you've created for yourself. I'm trying to save you from this nightmare of a wardrobe you've assembled. I'm trying to save you from this catastrophe of a fashion sense you've cultivated. I'm trying to save you from this horror show of a personality you've cultivated. I'm trying to save you from this disaster of a life you've created for yourself. I'm trying to save you from this nightmare of a wardrobe you've assembled. I'm trying to save you from this catastrophe of a fashion sense you've cultivated. I'm trying to save you from this horror show of a personality you've cultivated. I'm trying to save you from this disaster of a life you've created for yourself. I'm trying to save you from this nightmare of a wardrobe you've assembled. I'm trying to save you from this catastrophe of a fashion sense you've cultivated. I'm trying to save you from this horror show of a personality you've cultivated. I'm trying to save you from this disaster of a life you've created for yourself. I'm trying to save you from this nightmare