Spiral: August, wake up.
August: No....Dun wanna...
Spiral: You've been sleeping all day.
August: So?
Spiral: I want to do an interview for my forum.
August: What's the likelihood of you leaving if I say no?
Spiral: .0000000005 %
August: Unnnnnngh.... fine, just lemme stretch
August: *long string of unintelligible groans*
August: *loud yawn*
August: *another long groan*
Spiral: Are you quite done yet?
August: *yawns again* Yeah.
August: Unnngh... Okay what do you want.
Spiral: Lets just start with the basics, name, age, that sorta stuff.
August: Alright. Name's August Gene Munthmeir, I'm seventeen, My birthday is January 17th. I've lived in Chicago all my life, and when I started high school I played Saxophone in the school band. That enough for ya? Can I go back to sleep?
Spiral: Not yet. What sort of hobbies did you have? Besides saxophoning I mean.
August: Just normal crap any kid does these days I guess.
Spiral: Did you have a girlfriend?
August: Nah, I'm an aromantic so that wasn't really my kind of thing.
Spiral: Okay, what tell me a bit about your parents.
August:....No.
Spiral: Why not?
August: Not going to. Ask something else.
Spiral: Okay... Why are you wearing a hat in 100 degree weather? you're gunna get heatstroke.
August: Ask me something else.
Spiral:....
August: How bout we just forget it for tonight.
Spiral: *sighs* Alright, I can't make you answer my questions.
August:...No you can't. Good night Spiral.
Spiral: Okay.... Sleep well I guess.
August:...Yeah sure.
