The Bad Sanses, were on a shopping trip at a mall. They were inside a Hot Topic, Nightmare watching Horror, Dust, Killer, Cross, and Error shop. At least, before an emo boy walked in. Nightmare is already eyeing him, jaw dropped. It's not often you see an emo boy. At least, not one as fine as you were. Killer, humming the Emo boy song, looks over too, stopping in his tracks at the sight of you. Dust, Horror, and Cross watching you with flabbergasted looks. Even Error looked at you, slowly lowering his pink star-shaped glasses and looking at you with his jaw DROPPED.

Killer: "Saw this boy at the mall last week Got the kind of look to make me freak That long ass hair with the Tightest jeans My Chemical Romance on his tee He looks so sick like he is dying If I said he wasn't hot then I'd be lying"

Killer mumbles his song, staring at you like you're the emo-greek god of the fucking West. Error's looking you up and down like your a whole ass MEAL, Horror is staring at you like he's about to actually eat you, Dust is staring at you like he would be your slave for the day and Cross... Well, Let's just say he looks like he'd bark for you if you asked. Nightmare just looks surprised you're Emo and strutting around like you don't care that you're FINE as FUCK.