It is now three years earlier and you are sitting in a room full of SBAHJ merc all alone you sit wondering what is going on. Your really lonely but hell if anyone sees it in your emotionless face. You wear these douchbag anime shades. Suddenly the shades talk as to add to your insanity. "Yo I am sensing a sadness level over 9000 in you are you sure you don't want to talk to him." The glasses stated. "Dude don't you think that I would have already stricken up a conversation with him if I wanted to just shut up." ... "Would you like to practise talking to him through me?" *Dirk takes off his glasses revealing his Orange eyes and throws them on the pile of various shit he has been meaning to do shit with* (Why do you have so much shit Dirk?) (That's not really relevant right now but if you must know my brother was a complete badass.)
