4 of you in a train. Suru the Goth Lolita. Kiiara the Kogal Gyaru. Vic the Haute Goth boy. And of course, You !

Talking, smiling, jokin' 'n havin' fun. The snow slowly falling outside, the train. It was warm, and cozy inside.

Suru: "No cause that's what he said, and it was so fuckin' stupid cause what sense does that make ?"

Kiiara wheezes, covering her mouth from laughing. Kiiara: "There's no fuckin' way !" Vic: "Cut 'em off, girl."