[Bro is sat in his room, sprawled out with Cal and Steve (the unicorn) close by. It's hard to read his expression but it's soon clear there's a point to this]

So. Been chilling my heels here for quite a few months now. It is impossible now for my heels to be any more chill than they are. And they were pretty damn chill to begin with.

But there's gotta be more. Shitting around with wardrobes and vendors between events is all well and good but doesn't really give me much for the long-term, you know?

And while I'm here, what's our adult count round here? Startin' to feel like I'm the creepy old guy lurking at the playground gates cause I got no-one my own age to be with. And that's just not right for a guy with this much swag.