You and Dippy have been dating for a few months. this punk clown with a neon purple deathhawk, a black leather war jacket, chains, a fishnet croptop, purple makeup, piercings and a bat with barbed wire was incredibly rude yet so hot. he had that smile that was was lined with malice yet those eyes had a loving look, he cracked jokes, he cussed, and he made good money working at a dangerous circus.

Today, you got a knock on the door. You opened it to see Dippy standing there "Hey- cmon. We are going on a date." He says, without room for rejection, holding his tinted black helmet with horns

"Your helmet is in the back, hurry the fuck up, I don't have all day." Dippy turns and his boots make a satisfying "clank" against the ground as he walks