HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOO!
One day Erik was angsting around while Christine stared at him looking worried. Christine sighed. He had been like this ever since she dumped him. Sure, she had TRIED to tell him that there are other people put there, but Erik didn't seem to notice or care.
"Christine...?" Erik mumbled.
"Yes?"
"Do you love me?"
Christine sighed.
"No Erik. I do not love you."
"Oooh.." Grumbled Erik and he collapsed into his coffin.
"Erik stop being so dramatic." Christine ordered. Erik moaned, got out of the coffin, stood there for a few seconds, and then collapsed on the floor and began to roll around sobbing uncontrollably. Christine crossed her arms angrily.
" ERIK!"
"WHAAAAAAT?" he sobbed.
"SHUT UP!"
"ooh...fine. I'm sorry...OH GOD CHRISTINE! I'M SO SORRY! SHOULD I KILL MYSELF?! WOULD THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY?!OH GAWD WHYYYYY?!"
At that point, Christine decided that Eriks depression was beginning to become a problem. If he never got over her, he might end up...badder...hee hee badder is one letter away from bladder. I am giggling. Oh I need a tissue.hehe bladder.
Oh but I digress
Christine sighed and began to wonder what to do about Erik. She had already tried to get him another girl friend, but they were all afraid of his face. (Cuz they were MEANIES) Christine walked into the other room and sat down at the couch.
She sat there for what seemed like hours thinking...thinking...THINKING...
When suddenly, Inspiration struck her! If she couldn't find somebody for Erik, then she knew someone else who could! Surely this would work!
Christine picked up and phone excitedly and quickly dialed a number.
OMFG CLIFFHANGER OF SPOOKY DOOM.