What the fuck is wrong with people that they go so low to fall in love with fuckin creepypasta's and anime characters. Weaboos thats who(the cancer of the Earth in front of Trump)
"Hehehe," Nicholas grinned, "no one out drinks a Vostroyan."
"Except that one time Commissar Cestus beat you." Edison added with a smirk.
The Vostroyan hung his head muttering curses underneath his breathe, "That bastard."