Emmi
Jumin's Bae
Fay Wight
"Math. The only place where someone can buy 125 watermelons and no one wonders why."
"Math. The only place where someone can buy 125 watermelons and no one wonders why."
Tyrson looked up at Fay, "Tev..?" He said in a blank voice, slapping his shades down over his eyes, "Sorry, who.. who are you?" He asked him. Fay straightened up, and grimaced. He turned around to Tyrson, and started at his shades, a sly grin forming. He slowly walked towards Tyrson, still trembling. "I'm..." he cocks his head to his head. "Mental." He turns to Savva. "I'm psychotic, who is here for his medication." He grins. "Who knows. I may snap and kill someone," he snickered.
He went back, and tried to scan the area for painkillers, still rubbing his temples a little. "No. I'm just here for painkillers." He grimaced a little, looking at them. "My head's killing me." He looked back at the medicines. He could've sworn his eyeballs hurt as well. He glanced around, and noticed everyone being little kittens. He cringed. "What the fuck!? Dude, you're a cat--" he rubbed his eyes, and realized that they were, indeed, humans. "Oh..." He gave a weak chuckle, his cheeks warming a little.
"A-anyway.. I.. uh.. damn.. I guess I really do need medications." He muttered to himself.