"I'm bored." Kid's name cut through the awkward, silent air in the room, as he huffed and sank into a bright orange beanbag chair.
A symmetrical, beanbag chair that is.
"Leave me alone." DJ was sitting at her mahogany desk, rapidly clicking and staring intently at computer screen.
Kid smirked. "Aw, come on." He jumped up and went to her. "I'm boooooooored. Entertain me. Pleeeease. I have nothing to do for the next three hours." He pouted and whined, but DJ ignored him.
"Kid, go away!" Her game character fell on the screen and *THIS IS A WIPE* flashed across the screen.
"Dang it!" She sighed in frustration, then swiveled around in her black leather chair.
"I can never get past that stupid raid! If the healer actually knew what she was doing, and that hunter wasn't such an IDIOT..." She trailed off, as seeing Kid's smirk.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Nothing."
It was obvious at this point that Kid was plotting something.
"Whatever." DJ blew air out of her cheeks, causing some hair to fall in front of her left eye.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Kid screamed, eyes wide in panic.
"What?! What's going on?"
"Your hairrrrrrr!" He screeched. "It's...not symmetrical..."
"OH MY GOODNESS!"
"NOOOOO...Please..."
DJ tucked her hair behind her ear.
"Better?"
"Better."
"Geez, you didn't have to freak out?" DJ yelled at him.
"In my eyes, it was completely necessary." Kid replied.
Did he just...?
He did.
DJ gaped at him.
In my eyes...
"I hate you." DJ left the room.