Me: *is getting some cheesecake at the store after begging my parents*
My thoughts: Masky, hoodie, if you effing touch my cheesecake I'll kill you.
-when Angel gets in her room-
Me: *finds that my closet door is sort of opened* *shrugs* eh
Me: *looks at closet* if you're here for the cheesecake, back off. Its mine.

-earlier-
Jamie: we got cheesecake?
Mom: yeah Angel got ya-
Me: dont ToUcH MY CHEESECAKE!
Mom: correction, Angel got her a cheesecake. I was gonna say she got yall a cheesecake buuuttttt
Me: *glares at Jamie*