A few of my friends like bragging that they can draw with a computer and a pencil when I'm over here just like,

"I think it looks kinda good."

Chica: No, it's terrible and you're just lying to yourself.

Penal: Let her dream Chica, let her dream.

Pep: Nah, she's right. I think I've gone blind.

Me: Is Jelly going to make me feel a little better about myself?

Jelly: *snore*

Pep: *slaps Jelly* Wake up!

Jelly: DUDE! Why did you do that?!

Penal: Say something to the author to make her feel good about her drawing that she's showing to us.

Jelly: *looks at drawing then barfs* That's how I feel about that drawing.

Chica: You and me both, sista!

Me: Don't worry. It's not like I had self-confidence anyway!

Penal: Come on. It's kinda good.

Me: Yeah, I'm just going to do the closing statement.

Chica: Can I do it?!

Me: Go ahead, knock yourself out.

Chica: That's all peeps. GOOD NIGHT!

Jelly: You are way off. It's; Good bye peeps. See ya later!

Pep: You're even more wrong than Chica. See ya. BYE!

Penal: I'm gonna do it. That's enough for this time. See ya later!

Me: I'm gonna have to do it because all of you are dead wrong. That's all. See ya! I'm disappointed in you guys. You're in my head. How can you not know my closing statement?

Chica: I don't know! I don't pay attention when you go into your writing mood swings!

Pep: That's all. See ya later!

Me: No later.

Jelly: I'm gonna dew it for you people. That's all. See ya!