Anywhere he wants to.
*with teary eyes* whatever the hell i wanted to do...
All that backstabbing was too much for him.
You can sleep with a light on.
Him: *texts* Horrible...I was tossing and turn- Me: *crawls out from under his bed* I KNOW, YOU POOR THING.
He had a plane to catch.
A monster that climbs up the Empire State Building and catches aeroplanes with its tongue.