And I Should Care... Why?
I'm always being notified of Satan and what she's doing. Why should I even care?
Someone: Hey Echo, Satan's in trouble!
Me: Okay, yeah, I'll text my mom.
Me: *scrolling through shipping art*
Someone: Echo, your sister's crying.
Me: Uh huh that's because she's a wimp.
Someone: Oh my gawd, Jeff (it's always someone I have no clue who is) just called your sister an annoying ugly brat.
Me: Who is Jeff?
Satan: *points*
Me: YO JEFF! Did you say that about my sister?
Jeff: Um....
Me: Props to you buddy, it's what she deserves.
Satan: Uh!
I swear they act like I'm supposed to be her bodyguard or something. I'll stick up for her SOMETIMES but not every three seconds geez.
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