>When it's snowing, you're-

Inside, enjoying the show outside over a cup of warm tea.
Inside, keeping your fingers warm by busying them with guitar scales.
Outside. You're cold enough already, but at least the cigarette is keeping your face warm.
Outside, building a snowman and putting carrots where most kids don't usually put them.
Inside with the heat up to at least eighty degrees.

>You're performing. The crowd is moshing dangerously. You-

Cheer them on.
Ignore them.
Throw stuff at them.
Make them stop. It's your job.
Whisper something to Paul.

>______ is my middle name.

Event Staff.
Idealist.
Basket Case.
Pur-rum-pum-pum-pum.
ED.

>What colour is THIS?

Pretty.
Close to 'green', but of a lighter value.
Somewhere between lime and tapioca.
It's a green, pure and simple.
Hex code #78AD79.

>Where are you most comfortable sleeping?

Anywhere, really, I won't complain.
Big fluffy sleeping bags.
Comfort? Sleep? Those are supposed to go together?
With someone.
My bed. It's got sheep sheets.

>Life is like a...

An inexplicable twisting road. One does not know where they are going until they are there, and go mad trying to find out ahead of time.
Three-toed sloth.
Big road trip.
Vulture infested forest. Take what you can and run.
Bottle of vodka. You never quite know what the hell it'll do to you.

>Your day consists of-

Odd jobs. Practise.
Two packs.
Not much.
Thought.
Spastic-ness.

>What would one find on the floor under your bed?

ABC Gum.
None of your damn business!
Dustbunnies. Bloodstains.
Nothing.
Mechanical pencils and dirty clothes. Oh, and monsters.

>Are you afraid of the dark?

Not really.
I sleep under my covers most of the time.
Knowing what's there is far more frightening. It allows anticipation.
If it weren't for the dark, I'd have nothing to do.
Yes. Unless there are stars.

>You enjoy-

Beauty.
Music.
...?
Seagulls.
Parties.

>What are you best at?

Being there.
Being wary.
Being loud.
Being around.
Being kickass!

>It's your last day to live, as you've just been informed minutes ago. You-

Sigh, and hope to yourself that it is quick and that you'll find peace. You're alone.
Write a personal 'goodbye' to your good friends and reflect.
Request to see as much of the family as possible.
Have mourning fans, many of them the opposite gender.
Hallucinate.

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