The Cold Soul
It's one thing to have the weirdest friend on the planet, but it's another thing when they also have the coldest soul ever. They never cry, like, ever. Robots don't cry. I have come to the conclusion that they're a robot, but that's not the point. They know they have a cold soul. Sometimes I question our friendship, but after I have a Dr. Pepper I'm just like, whatever. We had like a twenty minute conversation about this.
"At least I don't have a cold soul"
"Right. Imma put on a jacket"
"A dark, cold soul"
"You're so sweet"
"You might also need a scarf"
"And some boots"
"And some ear muffs"
"And a hat"
"And like three layers of socks"
Don't forget the gloves"
"Dang it. I might just need a ski mask"
"And top it off with some hot chocolate"
"AND SOUP"
"And you can use your dog to warm your feet up too. I actually do that all the time"
These are the stupid conversations that we have all the time. Like, we could be doing more useful stuff, but nah.