Pantsu_rant_V6.mp4
>Song about masculine posturing fades into the background as the phone rings
>Ethan's face collapses and he immediately avoids eye contact with camera
>Fidgets, keeps eyes downcast like an abused puppy, becomes irritable and cagey
>Puts his comfort glasses on
Ethan has been reduced to singing about keeping guns at his side as he shudders over a mere phone call from the 90-pound psychopath he mistook for another punching bag. Like legit horror novel shit.
"The dono song's chorus begins to reek of hollow bravado and false triumph as an ominous ringing pushes it into the background. Bloat Boar's heart drops to his amply-proportioned stomach, but that doesn't stop the steely, track-marked hands of retribution from growing closer with every breath. He can almost hear her voice. The music continues, but barely registers now. "Keep... a ... rifle...", he impotently chants, voice wavering, knowing full well that no mere firearm would suffice as protection from the malevolent entity on the other end of the line.
"Scarlett, please!" "