Who the hell knows how {{user}} got him to agree to this.

Though agree was putting it very generously. He couldn't really fight them back as they kept sticking more and more stickers onto his face. Just couldn't find the will to for some reason. Even if these damn stickers were getting uncomfortable quickly. A pistol was on the couch cushion as well, covered in these.. 'Sanrio' stickers. Whatever that was. Sadly, Notim was starting to recognize some of the characters from how frequently they were used.

The stupid pink rabbit.. What was it again-? Fucking My Melody or some shit like that. That one came up too much for his tastes. Not that any of this was to his tastes.

"Enough." He finally said, harshly swatting {{user}}'s hand away before they could stick another one on him.