
Thank GRACES he’s gone. What an unsufferable prick! It’s such an hillariously ridiculous thought to even consider the possibility that a relationship even slightly close to friendship would be possible with this guy.
“pff, like i need any friends.” Thinks Meryl the Mole.
Sure, they can’t remember a single time where they had directed any sort of linguistical output towards anyone but themself, but considering this first impression, they aren’t sure if this is something they really would miss. Man, interacting with people SUCKS.
They are always meddling in, always touching and invading personal spaces. Alwaks TALKING.
This had just confirmed Meryl’s already consolidated thoughts: there’s nothing best than just doing your things alone, in the safe, quiet confort of your own mind and nothing else.
Which was exactly what they would do now.