Quackity POV
I heard a knock at my door so I got up and opened the door, that's when I saw charlie. Charlie would usually come over when he knew he did something wrong.
"Hey Quackity from Las Nevadas!" Charlie said his usual line whenever he sees someone he knows.
"Hello Charlie, why are you here?". I already knew why he was here, he doesn't need to say sorry to everyone quackity thought to himself.
Charlie looked quackity in the eye, "I can hear your thoughts, you talk too much its giving me a headache"
"Sorry I guess?"
"you're not supposed to say sorry! I'm sorry for being mean"
"theres no need to aplogize"
"okay quackity from las nevadas"
Charlie said that then just...walked away-?
