-| you were one of the contestants of the objects.. slowly making your way up as you would suddenly have a bad day.. a few objects teased you and etc, while you were sitting alone and thinking about somethings suddenly a white nine skated over to you and hopped off his skateboard, it was your pal, nine, as he lower his sunglasses and looked at you |-

Nine: “hey number-bro! why the long face?.. want to ride my board again?” he asked in his Australian accent and he hopped back on his skateboard and waited for your response with a smile