Here for some bread for my tea. If I say bread it means the plot, and the plot means the oh-la-la mens who doesn't even exist. I'm eating with my eyes while eying the eye candies made from authors' imagination. Can't they just include me as an extra in their stories so I won't be suffering like this anymore (That's so dramatic, btw. To make the story short, I'm just here to pass the time while feeding my bitter life with happiness I get from all these stories I've been reading.)
Bounce off, gonna read the novel, darlings~ I am unsatisfied HAHAHA