#whateva who cares it's worth the angst

[perspective-series]

Pet Perspective (5/19)

By: @arc852 and @hiddendreamer67

Warnings: Collars, pain, shocking

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 Patton brought Logan up the stairs but didn’t stop at his room. Instead, he went straight to his bathroom next to it. He set Logan down on the counter and grinned at him. “Alright, I think it would be good for you to take a quick shower first before we head out. The sink should be fine until we can buy you a tiny shower.”

Logan had never used anything besides a tiny shower before. “How does it work?”

 “I’ll just turn the faucet on like this.” Patton did so. “So there isn’t too much pressure and you can go in a wash real quick with some soap I can give you.” Patton explained. He let the water run as he got up and went to snag a little piece of soap off the bar in his shower. He turned back and handed it to Logan. “There you go.”

“Are there any clean clothes?” Logan looked around, seeing none. “This exercise seems pointless if I’m redressing in the same garments.”

 “Well, no...but I could wash them for you while you’re in the shower?” Patton suggested.

Logan cringed at the suggestion. “I am particularly clean. I bathed yesterday and borrowers take several days before a second bath is required.”

 “Well...if you’re sure.” Patton said. “I can take the soap back then, we can save it for later.” He held his hand out as the other turned the water off.

Logan nodded, handing over the soap.

 Patton put the soap back and closed the cage back up, taking it back into his room and setting it back down on the desk. “Alright, well, I need to go get ready then, so I’ll be right back, okay?” Patton grabbed his clothes and headed back into his bathroom.

Logan settled in, waiting patiently as he was trained. That was one thing he was good at- patience. While, only in terms of waiting alone. Logan had very little patience for others, be they borrower or especially human.

 Patton came back fifteen minutes later, hair slightly wet and in new clothes. He dumped his old ones in a hamper, before going back over to his borrower. “Alright, so...how do you want to do this? I’m not sure if I can bring the whole cage with me while we shop.”

“Is it required I attend shopping?” Logan raised an eyebrow.

 “Well, yeah, I want you to choose what you want.” Patton answered.

“In that case… “ Logan glanced at his human’s attire. “I suppose a pocket would be optimal.”

 Patton looked down at himself and grinned. “Okay! Sounds good!” He opened the cage and once again set his hand, palm out, for Logan to climb on.

Logan tensed, but found the prospect less threatening now when he knew it would not be for long and that touch was being avoided. He was surprised his human was so accommodating. Because of this, Logan climbed onto the palm.

 Patton grinned wide, glad to see his borrower had actually done it. He was quick to bring his hand to his chest pocket, holding it open to let his borrower climb down himself.

Logan did so, finding the sensation rather odd. He had never actually been in a pocket, and it took him several minutes to scoot around and find a comfortable position.

 “How is it? Comfy?” Patton asked, opening the pocket to glance down inside it.

“It will suffice.” Logan answered, nearly losing his footing as the containment was jostled.

 “Great!” Patton got up and headed downstairs, he was met with Virgil, already all ready and holding Roman close to his chest. “Hey Virge! All ready to get going?” He asked.

 Virgil nodded but looked Patton over in confusion. “Yeah but uh, where’s your borrower?” He asked.

 “Oh!” Patton chuckled and opened his pocket a little to show his borrower off. “He’s in here!”

Logan gave a cautious wave.

“Of course he is.” Roman huffed, imagining it was quite comfortable. Then again, Roman had been in plenty of cramped pockets in his life to know they weren’t all fun and games.

 “Oh, wow, that’s actually a pretty good idea.” Virgil looked down at Roman and then at his hoodie pocket. He raised his eyebrows in a silent question.

“Well, it certainly beats dropping me on the sidewalk. What, you really expect to keep me steady all that way?” Roman raised his own eyebrows.

 “Fair point.” Virgil said with a shrug before gently depositing Roman into his pocket. He kept one hand in though, just in case. “How is that?”

“Not as messy as your room.” Came the surprised muffled reply.

 Patton couldn’t hide the chuckle at that and Virgil glared down at his pocket. “Whatever, we’re ready.”

 “Then let’s get going! No time to waste!” Patton grabbed his keys and Virgil followed him out the door. They both got into the car and Patton started it up but as soon as it started, the music started blasting at a high volume. 

Logan let out a shriek, which quickly turned high pitched as he firmly tried to press his hands to his ears and ignore the painful shock he received for raising his voice too high. His entire form began to tremble, an aftershock of soundwaves and the collar alike.

“TURN IT DOWN!” Roman gave his own shriek, unprohibited by a collar to speak his mind as he curled up with his hands to his ears. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU BOTH?!”

 Patton scrambled to turn off the radio, sighing in relief when he was successful. “I’m so sorry! I forgot it was up that high!” Concern etched into his face, Patton took Logan out of his pocket and looked him over. “Are you okay?”

 Virgil did the same, grabbing Roman gently around the middle and bringing him up to chest level. “Are you okay?” He gently touched the side of Roman’s head.

“WHAT?” Roman shouted back, his ears still ringing. 

Logan was still shivering, his muscles tense from the sudden jolt of electricity that had traveled through his veins.

 Virgil winced. “Well, that isn’t good.”

 Patton frowned down at his borrower. The poor thing was shaking like a leaf. “Kiddo? What’s wrong?”

“I- the- reaction- “ Logan found himself unable to form a coherent sentence, instead steadying his breathing and focusing on getting his body under control.

 “Hey, hey, it’s okay.” Patton gently rubbed the borrower’s back. “I’ll make sure we leave it off from now on, okay? No more big noisy surprises.” He promised.

Logan just nodded, frightened of setting off the collar again. For once he did not mind the sensation of touch, finding comfort in the warmth as his primitive mind attempted to cope.

 As Patton continued to comfort his borrower, Virgil was still focused on Roman.

 “Is your hearing back yet?” He asked.

“A LITTLE.” Roman gave a wibbly-wobbly motion with his hand, rubbing at his ears to try to get the sensation to stop. He was aware he was still yelling but couldn’t cease.

 “Okay, you’re the one who lost their hearing, not me. You don’t have to yell.” Virgil said, wincing a little at the volume on the little guy. He was sort of impressed too, actually.

“...WHAT?” Roman tried not to smirk too much, his hearing beginning to return. It was certainly a benefit to annoy Virgil. He should do this more often.

 Virgil gave Roman a deadpanned look. “Okay, now you’re just messing with me, aren’t you?”

“I CAN’T HEAR YOU.” Roman yelled, feigning ignorance. He put his hand to his ear, which had stopped ringing. “YOU’LL HAVE TO SPEAK UP.”

 “...You’re going back in the pocket.” Virgil said, slipping Roman back into his hoodie pocket as promised.

 Patton shook his head at the two, looking down at his borrower. Who looked a bit better. “You good now? Are you ready to go?” He asked gently.

Logan nodded. He had regained control of his limbs, and was eager to retreat to the relative safety of his own pocket.

 “Okay.” Patton put the tiny back in his pocket and finally put the car into drive and took off for the store.

 They arrived ten minutes later, both humans getting out of the car. When they entered the store, Virgil brought Roman out into the open. “I’m gonna head over that way. Meet you back up front in an hour?” Virgil asked and Patton gave him a thumbs up.

 “Sounds good, kiddo!” They went their separate ways. Virgil beelining it for the clothes.

 “Alright, Roman. See anything you like?” He asked, pointing the borrower in the direction of all the tiny clothes.

Roman glanced over the large selection of clothing, mostly unimpressed. It was mostly bland, very few colors and poor imitations of human clothing. And then, Roman’s eyes landed on a bin off at the end. Roman gasped, grabbing onto Virgil’s sleeve and pointing, unable to contain his excitement. “There!”

 Virgil raised an eyebrow but then groaned as he got closer and saw what was inside. “Really? Roman you have all these normal clothes to choose from, why are you looking in the costume bin?”

“Those are boring.” Roman wrinkled his nose. Human-made borrower clothes were known for being dull and coming apart easily, not for practical use. At least something with glitter and frills would give Roman a small sense of fun. Roman kept in a moan, wanting to reach out and grab the fabrics. “You said anything, now take me to those treasures!”

 Virgil sighed, he had said that, hadn’t he. He went over and turned the box on it’s side before setting Roman down to look. “Alright, but they can’t all be from here. You have to get some regular clothes.”

“Preposterous. Ooh~!” Roman agreed to nothing, holding up a rainbow crop top that was likely a rejected part of some hippy outfit.

 Virgil just barely kept himself from face palming. “You can’t be serious.”

“I am completely serious. No, wait!” Roman gasped, grabbing up a long frilly white top that was a pirate’s undershirt.

 Virgil groaned. “Roman, look, I know these are actually made for borrowers and stuff but they might as well be doll clothes. Why would you want that?” Virgil asked.

Roman tensed for a moment, shaking off the feeling with his arms full of costume pieces. He pointed back towards the regular clothes. “Those might as well be doll clothes too, with how sturdy they are. I figure I might as well have fun with it if I’m meant to wear any of these.”

 Virgil sighed. “Fine, it’s my fault for saying you could get whatever you wanted anyway.” Virgil muttered. “Just hurry up, we only have an hour and we still need to get other things for you.”

Roman quirked an eyebrow. “Do you seriously have the gaul to tell me to hurry up? When I am in a fashionista’s paradise?”

 “...I’ve just realized how terrible an idea it was to take you shopping for clothes.” Virgil groaned, running a hand down his face.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Roman insisted, gathering up more bits and pieces here and there. “If you hadn’t taken me, you would have to put up with my moaning over whatever horrendous ‘look’ you would have chosen.”

 Virgil made a face. “Yeah...honestly though, I’m not sure which one would have been worse at this point.” They had just gotten there and he was already bored. Leaning his face on one hand, he started shifting through the box to busy himself.

“What’s so bad about this?” Roman argued. “I’m the one doing all the hard work, you know. You should be thanking me.”

 “I’ve just never been a fan of shopping for clothes. I mean, have you seen what I’m wearing?” He usually just went for what was dark and comfortable. There wasn’t much thought behind it. Speaking of, Virgil raised an eyebrow as he brought out a sleeveless leather jacket. He smirked at Roman as he held it up. “Hey Roman, I think this would be perfect for you.” He waved the jacket back and forth.

Roman paused, hating to admit that he could almost see himself wearing that. Almost. But he certainly wasn’t about to tell Virgil that, and end up with an entire wardrobe just as dark and gloomy. “Very funny, irritating emo.”

 Virgil shrugged but threw the jacket back into the pile. He checked his phone. How had they only been here for five minutes? It felt so much longer.

Roman continued to gather up various outfits, abandoning his technique of gathering them in his arms and instead piling them up off to the side as the amount grew to be more than he could feasibly carry. Seeing Virgil otherwise occupied, Roman also took the opportunity to sneak the jacket into his stash, shoving it deep into the middle so it wasn’t easily visible. 

 As Virgil finally looked back at what Roman had found, his eyes widened at the size of the pile that had grown. Oh, that was definitely going to cost him. “Okay, I think we’re done for now.” He quickly scooped Roman up with one hand before scooping up the clothes with another. He through them in a nearby hand basket before taking said hand basket with him.

“How come?” Roman asked, playing innocent. He may have thrown a few items on just for the heck of it at the end. After all, it wasn’t like he had to pay for it.

 “I think this,” He held the basket up. “Is more than enough clothes. Now come on, we still have to get you a collar and an enclosure.” Virgil headed over towards the collars first, figuring it would be easy to get out of the way.

At the mention of the collar, Roman’s mood dropped significantly. In all the hype he had almost forgotten that particular accessory, and his neck was already chafing in memory. Not to mention, any gaudy tag was certain to clash with all the clothes he had painstakingly chosen.

 Virgil looked at all the colors with a hum. “What color do you want?” Virgil asked Roman, letting him look at the selection.

“...none of them?” Roman tried, giving Virgil a hesitant smile.

 “Nice try but you have to have one. Look, if you don’t care I’ll just get you a black one.” He started to reach for it.

“No!” Roman all but screeched, not wanting that dark leather permanently around his neck. 

 Virgil stopped and pulled his arm back. “Well, then pick one.”

Roman bit his lip, evaluating his choices. Unlike his clothing, Roman didn’t want a frilly collar. It would only get in his way and serve as a constant reminder of his imprisonment. No, what Roman needed was something slim and subtle, that would stay out of his way and hopefully be able to remove. 

“...that one.” Roman sighed, pointing dejectedly at a thin red collar hanging near the bottom.

 Virgil grabbed the one Roman pointed at, looking it over. “Okay, yeah, looks good. We’ll get you a tag made once we check out.” He put it into the basket. “Alright, now onto the enclosures.”

 He went to the next isle, looking at the displays they had. The furniture and such was below each display. “Alright, Roman. What are you thinking?”

“Oh, I’m thinking we have quite enough, I don’t want you to have to spend all that money on an enclosure…” Roman pretended to look upset at the notion.

 “Roman, it really is no problem. I know I complained a bit but Pat and I saved up specifically for this, so go ahead and choose whatever you want.” He motioned back over to the wall.

“Well, in that case,” Roman’s features failed to hide a mischievous grin, the borrower pointing eagerly at the top shelf. There sat an ornate structure, designed to look like a true doll, er, borrower, mansion, complete with a gold paint finish and advertised swimming pool.

 “...Okay, I officially regret everything.” He looked down at Roman. “Please pick something cheaper?” He asked.

“I’m sorry, except I’m not!” Roman pointed earnestly at it again. “You said ‘whatever I want’. You were very clear about your intentions.”

 “Okay, well not even a second ago you didn’t even want one. I know you’re just choosing it to get at me.” Virgil said, glaring at the borrower slightly.

“I would never.” Roman put a hand to his heart. “I never said I didn’t want one, I only expressed concern over your wallet, which you were quick to wave off. My heart’s been set on that one ever since i laid eyes on it and I cannot be swayed.”

 Virgil groaned. He knew he didn’t have to get it for Roman. But he also wanted Roman to like him and if that meant getting a-he looked at the price tag and his eyes widened-very expensive enclosure then...he supposed his wallet would just have to forgive him. “Fine, alright.”

 He waved someone down to ask for it and they told him it would be waiting up front for him. He thanked the man and then turned back to the furniture. “You are so spoiled.”

Roman just looked quite pleased with himself.

 Virgil sighed. “Just pick some furniture already.”

[cherienymphe]

Nah nah nah. Let’s get into it

ANGELA AND SHAWN HUNTER! Corey and topanga who. Who gives a fuck about them. Angela and Shawn had it all, comedy, angst, chemistry, trauma … bitch they gave us PLOT. Fuck girl meets world for that racists shot they did to her. Shawn and Angela ended tf up together

LETS FUCKING TALK ABOUT IT LETS TALK ABOUT IT

The way how Shawn and Angela invented love. Like yeah T and C were cute or whateva but Shawn didn’t have to go and date no other girl just to realize Angela was who he really wanted. Shawn found her purse. Her purse!!! He found her purse and fell in love with her through the contents of her purse! That’s some romantic ass shit! He literally changed his ways. Not because Angela made him or nagged him but because he felt like she was worth it and he wanted to be better for her.

Their communication was off the charts! Their chemistry was off the charts! They were always so touchy with each other and it wasn’t even thexual. It was just love.

I will never forgive GMW for that raggedy ass shit they pulled! It was racially motivated I don’t care. It was a hate crime! Like whatever they didn’t want Shawn and Angela to be endgame but the way they undermined what they had was disgusting. DIS COS TAN. They really had Shawn saying he was with her out of pressure and duty and desire to be like Corey and topanga omg make it stop.

Anyway, nothing but respect for my parents

[soflsms]

hey sweaties , its ya  boi  skinny penis  chloe  :-)  under  the  cut  are  a  bunch  of  wcs  i  want  filled  asap  rocky  so  !!  give  this  a  like  &  ill  come  pester  you  or  its  easier  for  the  BOTH  of  us  if  u  come  msg  me  if  you  see  something  u  like  :-)  I'm  going  to  sleep  now  bc  im  #dying  from  this  dumb  a$$  #polisci  paper  #prayforchloe

SONG-BASED

come  out  &  play  !!  this  person  acts  as  a  good  influence  to  sofie  .  they’re  level - headed  &  very  grounding  ,  & sofie  doesn’t  let  it  show  but  they’re  really  important  to  her  .  this  is  the  Softest  billie  song  (  prob  bc  it  was  for  an  ad skdj )  &  they  inspired  it  bc  it’s  how  she  feels  when  shes with  them  .  they  encourage  her  to  be  all  that  she  can  be   &  they  believe  in  her  ,  &  they’re  prob  the  one  person  sofie  trusts  the  most  which  is  SAYING  something !!

* LOVELY  !!  -  i  need  a  male  voice  for  khalid’s  part  in  lovely  bc  i  need  this  song  in  my  life  bc  its  a  whole  ass   sofie  mood  ok  .

* WHEN  THE  PARTY’S  OVER  !! - these  two have  been  hooking  up  for  a  while  no  strings  attached  but  recently  feelings  have  been  caught  !!&  now  they  still  hook  up  quite  often  but  sofie’s  kinda  harboring  feelings &  pretending  all  is  well  but  she  rly  hopes  they’ll  just  stay  the  night  from  time  to  time  ,  &  gets  secretly  heartbroken  when  she  sees  them  flirting  or  leaving  with  someone  else  . they  can  also  have  feelings  if  u  want  that  angst :~) TAKEN

*** ilomilo  !!  okokok  so  !! sof  &  this  person  were  dating  when  they  were  still  kinda  up &  coming  &  it  was  all  good  at  the  start  but  once  they  started  gaining  more  fame  she  noticed  them  becoming  more  distant  and  infatuated  with  the  spotlight  &  a  listers  .  &  she  acted  like  it  was  all  good  for  a  while  ,  just  smiling  through  it  but  would  go  home  early  from  events  alone  &  stuff  &  feel  lonelier  than  ever  when  she  was  with  them  but  their  mind  was  on  other  celebs  or  their  public  image  or  smth  .  eventually they  just  kinda  mutually broke  up  bc  they  both  realized  they  weren’t  in  love  anymore  &  she  def  still holds  a grudge  towards  them  even  if  they  agreed  they’d  be  friends  after  the  break up  . (  lyrics: remember not to get too close to stars they're never gonna give you love like ours. where did you go? i should know, but it's cold and i don't wanna be lonely so tell me you’ll come home , even if its just a lie  )

*** MY BOY ( HIGH SCHOOL BF ) !! - ok  tea  this  song  is  the  one  that  broke  her  into  the  industry  .  she  produced  it  all  herself  &  just  relased  it  to  her  soundcloud  thinking  it  wouldn’t  rly  go  anyway  but  !!  joke’s  on  yung sofie  .  essentially  he  thought  the  relationship  was  going  well  ,  she’d  met  his  family  &  they  rly  liked  her  but  !! sof  was  feeling  kinda  smothered  &  told  herself  he  was  lying &  cheating  on  her  n  shit  so  she  wrote  a  song  about  it  !! &  once  it  was  starting  to  get  attention  he  was  like  ….. uhhh  what  the  fuck  & she  was  like  haha  sorry  !! so  they  broke  up  &  ever  since  its  been  animosity ,  but  she  realizes  she  fucked  up  but  it  launched  her  career  so  she  doesn’t  know  whether  to  keep  up  the  idgaf  i  hurt  you  or  apologize  .  

***mutual  dislike  /  COPYCAT  !!  self - explanatory  ,  sofie  thinks  this  person  is  copying  her  in  everything  she  does  &  thinks  its  annoying  af  so  she  wrote  a  song  abt  it  &  hopes  they  indirectly  get  the  message  even  if  she  drops  not  so  subtle  hints  .  skfldjh  itd  be  messy  pls !!

*** 8 !! - someone  who  kinda  reluctantly  got  into  a  relationship  with  sofie  out  of  maybe  a  desire  to  save  her  from  herself  ?? like  u  know  that  good  girl  bad  boy  trope  where  the  girl  tries  to  save  the  boy  from  whatever  he’s  struggling  with  ? that’s  them  but  the  roles  are  just  reversed  -  good  guy  ,  bad  girl  .  it  was  kinda  just  filled  w  her  being  self - destructive  &  confiding  in  him  but  not  rly  reciprocating  the  care  so  he  became  kinda  distant  bc  of  it  .  tbh  she  prob  knew  he  was  too  good  for  her  but  had  a sliver  of  hope  he  wouldn’t  leave  her  even  tho  eventually  she  became  too  much  for  him  . (  lyrics : you said, “don’t treat me badly”, but you said it so sadly, so I did the best I could, not thinkin’ you would have left me gladly. i know you’re not sorry, why should you be? 'cause who am I to be in love, when your love never is for me?” ) TAKEN

FRIENDSHIP

the  paris  to  her  nicole  !! -  ok  i  f*cking  hate  that  i  said  this  but  she’s  nicole  richie  its  true  !! she  needs  a  messy  gal  pal  exactly  like  how  paris  &  nicole  are  i  stan  them  (  X  ,  X  ,  X  ) TAKEN

* roommate  !!  -  bc  of  her  abandonment  issues  she  rly  doesn’t  like  living  alone  so  prob  is  the  roomie  who  will  sleep  in  their  bed  from  time  to  time  bc  she  doesn’t  like  being  totally  alone  .  TAKEN

party  buddies  !! -  someone  who  encourages  sofies  wild  ways  .  when  the  two  get  together  its  usually  to  get  drunk  or  high  &  thats  the  way  they  like  it  .  sofie  doesn’t  feel  judged  by  them  as  she  does  by  others  who  don’t  get  obliterated  at  every  social  event  (  what  an  idea  !!  )  so  she  rly  values  them  ,  even  if  she  doesn’t  express  it

good influence  !! this  person  can  tell  that  her  beahvior  is  unhealthy  &  are  trying  to  gently  nudge  her  abt  it  .  she  can  tell  what  they’re  doing  but  her  addict  brain  is  telling  her  its  invasive  & threatening  so  shes  not  the  fondest  of  this  person  ,  but  deep  down  she  really  appreciates  them

girl squad  !!  cmon  cmon  everyone  loves  a  girl  squad  !!  sofie  rly  isn’t  the  biggest  stereotypical  girly  type  so  she’d  prob  complain  about  shopping  for  hours  or  putting  false  eyelashes  on  but  she  really  adores  and  values  the  group  .  inspo  :  X  ,  X  ,  X  ,  X  ,  X

fwb  !!  -  sofie  is  pretty  transparent  when  it  comes  to  what  she  wants  &  she’s  got  a  bad  habit  of  replacing  dealing  with  problems  with  getting  laid !! like  u  know  in  movies  when  the  man  opens  his  wallet  and  a  row  of  like  20  pictures  of  different  women  fall  out  ??  that’s  sof’s  aesthetic  .  she’s  got  a  bunch  of  fwb  of  all  genders  so  bring  me  some  pls

music buddies !!  these  two  are  both  in  the  music  industry  &  rather  than  it  being  competitive  ,  they’ve  developed  a  friendship  from  it  & enjoy  working  together  .  

* someone  sofie  ghostwrites  for  !! for  whatever  reason  ,  this  muse  doesn’t  write  their  own  songs  & instead  pays  sofie  to  write  them  for  them  .  she  doesn’t  love  it  but  its  a  way  to  make  money  & give  away  songs  she  doesn’t  feel  attached  to  but  are  worth  something  .  maybe  its  tense  bc  they  claim  the  songs  as  their  own  &  sofie  doesn’t  like  it  ,  this  could  be  ~escandolo~  later  !!

friends  from  high  school  !! -  people  sof  stayed  with  in  the  summer  bc  she  wasn’t  going  home  to  brazil  .  

friends  from  music  school  !!  -  she  def  felt  like  an  outsider  among  the  music  prodigies  at  this  school  ,  &  maybe  this  person  was  one  of  the  ppl  she  actually  connected  with  .

EX WHATEVAS

* ex - friends  !!  ok  pls  i  have  this  hc  where  sofie  got  way  too  high  one  night  &  slept  with  this  person’s  dad  or  sibling  or  smth !! u  know  that  line  in  ‘ bad guy ’  where  she  goes  ‘ might  seduce  your  dad  type  ? ’  ya  that’s  got  sofie  written  ALL  over  it !!   &  now  they’re  not  friends  bc  sofie  can’t  keep  it  in  her  pants  but  both  sides  kinda  misses  the  other  but  are  too  stubborn  to  say  anything  :~(

exes from college / high school  !!  - ok  honestly  i  just  love  all  the  exes  plots  .  gimme  someone  who  like  maybe  they  were  hooking  up  (  she’s  from  nyc  )  &  decided  to  give  it  a  shot  dating  &  it  worked  for  a  while  but  ultimately  fell  apart  bc  of  sof’s  inability  to  open  up  .  maybe  there's  still  tension  or  maybe  theyre  friends  now  !!