that's your problem.

it should be everyone's problem.

pretty sure no one gives a fuck.

"That too..."

how much that makes him feel like a bad person.

doesn't think that Lovino is a bad person... just a direct one.

pretty sure he's a bad person. But whatever. He's come to terms with it. Or something like that. Anyway, he thinks you should work on being

not bored.

"Yeah, but there's like nothing to do."

doubts that. "There's a lot to do. You're just not doing any of them. Which is why you're bored." Duh.

sighs. "But, I don't feel like doing anything."

that's definitely your problem then.

agrees.

knows how to solve this- DO SOMETHING.

"Like what?"

to think this over. One second. "You could..." Then he remembers the stupid rat you call a dog. "You could take what's-it's-face your dog-

thing out for a walk?"

considers that. "Will you like come with?"

probably won't.

frowns. "Fine then, like whatever."

shrugs. It's not like he's gonna lie. He doesn't want to walk your rat with you, sorry.

rolls his eyes. "She's like not a rat, she's more like... a tumbleweed."

doesn't think a tumbleweed is any better than a rat, if not worse.

beginning to care less and less if Lovino comes. "Fine, like see you later."

didn't care from the beginning. So there.

glares over his shoulder at Lovino and stalks out the door.