[Yeah, don't stand too close, Calvin. Blood is gross. Tammy tilts her head back, dropping her key to the ground next to her to press her palm to her nose, because who carries tissues around with them?]
O-oh god my he...my head...
[It feels like it's going to pop WHAT ARE YOU DOING ANTALYON??]
[Commentlog]
O-oh god my he...my head...
[It feels like it's going to pop WHAT ARE YOU DOING ANTALYON??]
Oh god stop it!