You regret going to the circus today. Everyone apparently left when you passed the fuck out in your seat and your pretty sure that clowns confidence and ego all depend solely on you now. Honestly, Kappi might be losing his shit.

"aUGh, FUCK-" Your attention is drawn back to Kappi as he cracks something that mightve been a cardboard cutout over his leg. you watch as he flings the two colorful pieces over his shoulder and storms to a different side of the stage. maybe you should say something