Lin

	Lin scrunched up his face and nose as he felt a sneeze coming on. This sneeze you see, was a result of a sickness, a DISEASE, for he had not been dank in over 20 minutes. It was true hell. A glare hit his glasses, his muscular form standing up, after quickly saving more memes to his laptop. Silence. He stood in silence.
	It was almost as though he was angry, his chance was gone, the sneeze was gone, gone with his chance to be dank once more. Wait, what was that? The tickling feeling up his moderately scale covered nostril returned. He may be able to be dank once more.
	His head whipped back in a furry and let out a noise, near to that of a kitten's own sneeze. As the rocket of air and snot shot from his nose, he dabbed with so much force he dislocated both of his shoulders at once. But him, no, he didn't care, all that mattered was his that his dankness returned.
	"Lin, what the fuck."