Me: *dressed as fictional character*
Person: it's not Halloween
Me: okay.
Person: why are you dressed up?
Me: cosplay duh
Person: why would you want to dress as a fictional character. That's not normal.
Me: I don't want to be normal. I hate normal.
Person: that's stupid.
Me: you're stupid.
Person: isn't that character dead?
Me: no
Person: it says online that this character's dead
Me: don't believe everything you hear on the Internet
Person: the author is talking about the dead character
Me: NOT DEAD
Person: whatever, believe what you want.
*later*
Person: you aren't seriously going out like that.
Me: yes I am. You're just jealous that I look better than you.
Person: . . .
*outside*
Person: so where we going?
Me: THE BOOKSTORE!
Person: nooooo
Me: TO THE BOOKSTORE!
*at the bookstore*
Person: ugh what do you do here?
Me: read!!!!
Person: can we go now
Me: NO! We're staying here!
Person: for how long?
Me: . . . *wink*
*later*
Me: oh hey look it's my story!
Person: what
Me: *points at Divergent* ITS ME!
Person: oh you're dressed as what's-her-name
Me: *facepalm* have I taught you nothing? Tris!!!
Person: oh.
Loudspeaker: WE WILL BE CLOSING IN FIVE MINUTES.
Me: come on! Hide behind this bookshelf!
Person: what?
Me: I have food in this bag and flashlights.
Person: wait we're-
Me: come on! We have to hide!
Person: I have to go
Me: no you don't
Person: well I have a meeting at-
Me: here. With Tris and Tobias.
*later*
Me: okay, coast is clear. Let's read! Grab the books!!!!
Person: er
Me: come on!!! Let's read!
Random worker: *Comes in* hey its past hours, what are you doing? Get out!
Me: I'M DIVERGENT AND CANNOT BE CONTROLLED
Random worker: SECURITY!
Me: NO! THIS IS MY HOME YOU CANNOT TAKE ME AWAY!
*After being shamefully kicked out*
Me: well that went better than I expected
Person: they kicked us out and warned you to never come back
Me: psh, that's crazy. They sell my lifestory, they can't kick me out AND sell Divergent
Person: you're hopeless *leaves*
Me: YOU'RE CANDOR???