Your name is DIRK STRIDER.
You are currently curled up in fetal position, and just finished a fucking long shower,its not normal for you to be so pathetic, but yesterday was probably one of the worst days of your life, your best bro and former boyfriend, broke up with you.
After lots of hard work, somehow you and your friends ended up creating a new world, where they, your young guardians and a bunch of trolls now soon after the new world was made, you and Jake decided to date each other,since it was, at the time what seemed to be the best option, damn did you love him, and for a long time too,you where so worried since you weren't a chick, he'd never even though of the possibility of the two of you getting together, surprisingly it was him, who asked you out, and how could you have said no?
Things went well for a long time, you two had the ideal relationship any dudes could have,then your flaws started to show,you began to act a little too controlling around him, it was okay at first, but after awhile it really got to him, your first fight with him was about 3 months after you starting dating,he was tired of it, and you didn't see him for about a week after that, the fighting ended after he came back, things where a little tense after that, but you two thought you could find a way to make it work anyways, you where wrong, you always knew, a perfect person, could never work with someone as flawed as yourself,though the relationship did manage to last allot longer than just was too much when you created the Jakebot.
You two wont be talking for awhile, you know that for sure, you hope in the end you will still be bros, but it doesn't look to good right you'll miss him, his goofy smile,his small nerdy body, the little glimmer that appears when he would hear about adventures, you'll even miss painting yourself blue for one little thing that gets you the most is that the first thing you see when you wake wont be him, the first thing you smell wont be his pumpkin scented hair, you loved that smell so much, you don't exactly know why his hair even smelled of pumpkins, but it did, and you'll never forget it, not even for a moment..
You'll somehow have to make yourself presentable to the world by tonight, Roxy invited you for a drink and talking session, though Rose is the general therapist, most of the time more people ended up going to Roxy for problems, so some reason her drunken logic seemed to work best, its hard to leave any of Roxy's parties Sober, she has a way of letting you loosen up, unless your Jane that of the best things about talking about these sorts of things with Roxy is, there's a high chance that in the morning she wont be able to remember exactly what you said.
You stumble over to the clock weak with sadness, you have an hour to get ready, might as well start while you have some motivation...
Your name is ROXY LALONDE
Your preparing a party for the love of your life,though you've never told him you felt that way, hes pretty depressed, your hoping that some alcohol and hugs will fix him up, as unlikely as that is.
You've had a few relationships, but they have always been never lasted long , and in the end they just didn't feel right, somehow you've never managed to catch the one that means most to plan to tell Dirk when he gets over his emotional state, but who knows how long that will take,when he gets like this, it takes awhile for him to straighten up, its hard being an awesome bro,your pretty sure Dave must have the same problem.
After readying the place you sit down, staring out the window blankly, life's very boring when your sober,but you purposely wanted there to be loads of alcohol for the party, though it will be just you and him, he has some serious shit to drink doorbell rings...