"That's not even true." The red-haired boy blinked.

"I know it's not," Nate sighed, hanging his head. "And you know I couldn't go through with that threat anyway. I'm such a pussy!"

"That you are...it was the Clap, by the way." The other boy replied. "And one day, your mangina will flourish and bloom and some young, handsome fellow will be along to deflower it properly and maybe you'll grow a pair a balls."

"You sound like a Ke$ha song," Nate snorted, rolling his eyes. "Telling me to grow a pear... get me a god damn pear tree and I'll be happy to!"

"Mouth, young lady!" The other scolded playfully. "So when are you gonna pop Mihael? That didn't come out right."

"Oh gosh, like he'd be interesting in me!" Nate scoffed. "He's not only straight..." He said this word while making quotation marks with his fingers. "But I'm not even his type! He likes the sexy girly types who party a lot!"

"...So...you're too perfect for him?" The other raised.

"I'm not a woman!" Nate cried dramatically before he turned away and pouted, looking absolutely adorable.

"...Yeah." The other shook his head. "I mean you bleed masculinity, it's practically falling outta your ass...with stuffed toys and daisies."

He laughed and pulled out a cigarette.

Nate made even more of a face. "Just because your character smokes doesn't mean you had to pick it up!"

"It'll look more natural." The other shrugged as he lit up. "I'll crack the window...and don't you pick up any more bad habits."

Another scoff from the teenager. "Like what... playing with Legos and never using the word 'you'?"

"That would be too adorable." The redhead reached over and rumpled his companion's hair.

"It's creepy is what it is," Nate scoffed. "This guy is how old and he plays with toy trains?"

"Uhh...nineteen?" The other offered. "But he's got like...a Peter Pan syndrome or something...or is he autistic?"

"He's a replacement character for L that they don't want the fans to like," Nate informed, rolling his eyes.