Cubi's living hell of a day could not get any worse.
Of course, after carrying the 25 ton cursing crossdresser 30 laps or something it's been like six hours since I wrote the last chapter and I'm too lazy to check, there's nothing that could have made the day worse right?
Wrong.
Because suddenly
The text
Changed into this
Like some kind of
Poetry
And it annoyed the hell
Out of the readers
Because it's hard to read like this
Without
Having to stop
Every time
The writer changed the position
Of the text
Not to mention
The font
Is kinda hard to read...
Maybe you like this font...
But wouldn't it be worse
If I...
Changed the text
to ltalics?
And then the writer stopped because she wanted to get this chapter posted before midnight.
So as the I was saying, Cubi thought his day couldn't get worse. But when he went to go to his dorms that had suddenly appeared there, it totally got worse.
Because guess what? He had a roommate. The worst person he despised was his roommate. And he could not believe this at all.
Cubi hovered into his room, somehow managing to twist the doorknob with his stub arms, and the hell that came in the 5 foot, 95 pound package of flesh and meat and blood and probably wires, who the hell knows, that was known as Rin Kagamine.
"Hello~! Um, who the fuck are you?" Uh the more important question was why there were unisex dorms, even though Cubi doesn't have a gender, oh well, screw it, the author wanted to fuck with Cubitch.
"Uh, who the fuck are you?" Cubi said but he wanted to avoid the question as he didn't want to let her know the name of the person who was probably going to murder her in her sleep if she kept up with her irritating voi-
"I asked you first?" She made it sound like a question.
"I asked you second." He shot back. But as I can't rephrase Trisha's part we'll move on from this ripoff.
"Well, I'm fucking Rin Kagamine, but you can call me Rinny~."
"No thanks," Cubi brushed her off. "I'm Cubi, the total foundation of YOHIOloid."
She blinked. "Never heard of you."
He waved her off. "Doesn't matter. I'm going to bed." Because the author is tired and sucks at dialogue, he thinks. Well I'd like to think he thought it but it's true nonetheless.