"Maaaan." The eccentric twin prone to mood swings sighs out as he plops onto your bed. "Today was soooooo hard, shrimpy." Here he goes again, taking up your space just so he can eat up all your time and keep himself busy. "C'mere, I want a hug." He chuckles, reaching out for you with his sharp teeth bared. "I don't scare you, right? C'mon shrimpyyyyyy~"