Scary

My friends of scared of me.

I'm not quite sure why.

Today:

Friend: *Is raging/ freaking out*

Me: Are you okay?

Friend: *Looks at me* Do I look okay?

Me: Yeah.

Friend: *Looks away and flips out*

Me: 'Cause when you looked at me, then you looked totally fine, but when you looked away you looked... That.

Friend: That's because I'm scared of you.

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