J. Millz
He’s the guy who sings silly songs with his bestie and life partner. He’s got a mouth full of rhymes and puns, but he can’t stand cyborgs. He owns a dog that’s all fluff and joy, and he Skypes like it’s a hobby. He also hits things with his car, and after it gets fixed, he drags his bestie to the candy store like it’s a national holiday.
Cyborgs are the worst. They don’t even know what rhymes are.
My car is now a sculpture. I’m proud.
He took me to the candy store at midnight. I’m still mad.