Vocaloid-Muneo

Muneo laughed, fixing his hair in front of a dirty mirror in his room. "You're an oldie....but a goodie, man. There ain't know way around that." He tightened his tie,"...Fuck yeah. A goodie." When it's time, Muneo posed at the entrance of the main room, pointing at himself. "LOOK, LOSERS. 1 FULL YEAR AND I'M STILL HAULIN' ASS!!!!"

Go ahead, jackoffs. Tell me how great I am. >:]

Muneo felt exhausted. He felt like he searched the whole damned house. And he couldn't find Luka. A girl with a pretty big bust, pink hair, and a virtual celebrity shouldn't be very hard to find. Or so he thought. He scratched his cheek, exhausted as he climbed up the staircase that Leti had lead him to. It jogged his memory. The poor girl had been dragged everywhere him. Searching every fucking nook and cranny for his girlfriend. Of course there would have be some way for him to make it up to Leti. Jump-roping was the first thing to cross his mind. "Uncle Munnybun" had promised Leti that he would. Muneo sighed as he knocked on Luka's door.