...Then you are a criminal...

mymelancholyfriends:

A girl stepped up, as if she was painted with monochrome colors only. Then a black haired boy, with a bowtie and an umbrella also stepped up. Then a blonde boy, with rings around his eyes, from not usually sleeping, mimicking his friends.

Then, in order, they stated…

“Nice to meet you, Irene” they said at the basic same speed, all of them ending either slighter slower or faster than the other.