Warning: Mild language.
Also, my second name isn't actualy "Dent".
Chris's science project opened the door for him as he got home. "Evening, Chris. You seem stressed." ROMbot said. The robot was a small, floating sphere with hydraulic arms and a face that looked like they'd been tacked on by a first grader.
"I am. Take a look at this."
He handed over the note.
"Cool. Where'd you get it, a joke shop?"
"ROM." chris half-shouted. "This is serous!"
"This COULD BE serious."
"I'm not taking chances. You know me."
"I could sum you up in two words, yes."
"Really?"
"Yes. Paranoid Prick."
"Thanks. That's put me...
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