"I still haven't gotten kissed in the rain." You say to Harry.
"OH MY GOD MY FUCKING HAIR." He says shoving your face away from his, while sprinting to his car, locking the door and driving away.
Two years later.
You see a car suddenly drive up and you realize it's Harry.
"Sorry I got busy, fucking bitches and making money."
"I was busy DIEING OF HUNGER."
"Glad to know we are on the same page." He says bringing you to his Car.
"Hey Harry."
"Yeah?"
"I don't know if our relationship is working."
"THE FUCK YOU MEAN?" Harry says looking over at me, shooting lasers into me and killing me and ending the world.
D End
