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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