Look Who's Talkin'.

He walks with his bouncy hair bobbing along with his friends, walking their flashy sense of 'unique' style. Holding my recently broken phone against my chest. He broke my precious phone.

on purpose.

Taking a deep breath, I immediately began to walk furiously, strutting my hips quite forceful and suddenly locked my forearms around his neck, yanking him to my height as I angrily strangle the heck outta him.