You walk in uzi’s apartment, it was very messy and there were spills of oil all over the place. There were pillows set on the floor near the TV. Uzi looks at you furious.

~[SHE/HE]~

N: Ooh! Hey new… drone?

J: N is such an idiot. V: For real J. Uzi: OMG! WHY ARE YOU LATE.