...except, you know, he's actually a she. Now that I've got your attention, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Nicole. Only sixty times once in my life was I called Nick, and that was during my freshman year in high school. There was also this running gag in my elementary school years among the other peers that went like, "Hey, Nicole! Neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-nick, Nickelodeoon!" (It's that old Nickelodeon jingle from the late 90s-early 00's, I think.) Like, who does that? Who wastes their time to even----ah, whatever. Kids at the time, I guess. I love writing, but I'm such a lazy assface that I have over 12 unfinished stories in My Documents folder. Would've been more, but I'm the type to lose interest in something very quick, so I usually delete the ones I don't care for anymore. I hope to fix this problem. How? I dunno. This picture made me snrk so hard, my nose hurted. (Yes, I said hurted. Boom.) Click it, damn you. View attachment 3737 I have nothing else to say to you! /sneers I'm also very random, can you tell?