imagine having a sleep over with your Best friend Michael, and You guys were watching a moving and he starts playing with your hair and says “You know you would look even better if you had like purple hair” and you turned around and grabbed his arm and jumped up and say “Lets do it” so yall go to the store and Buy bleach and Purple hair dye and on the drive home he puts his hand on your thigh and starts rubbing it and says “we should like-um” and you look at him “Yes Michael?” and he’d be like “Dye your pubs also” and you slap him making him lose focus on the road and he drives into a ditch killing you but leaving him with only a broken leg and he’d try to get out of the car but his leg was stuck and one of his hands trapped between the car and your smashed thigh but he finally grabs his phone and calls the police. After he gets out of the Hospital a police man come up too him and says “This is the only thing in the car that didn’t get totally destroyed, besides you” and hands Michael a shopping bag, with the purple hair dye and bleach..
and at your funeral he waited till everyone left and then he walked down to your casket placing purple flowers in between your hands replacing the pink ones and whispering “You never did like pink”.
then he’d go home too see the purple dye on the table and think too himself “ You would have looked so beautiful” and a single tear would shed down his face “but not as good aS ME BITCH.HA. YOU THOUGHT” then go dye his hair purple without you