As Dell answered the last and final question on the quiz, the VOYAKILOID got up and went to get some coffee. He was tired, and needed something to keep him. Too bad he didn't have five hour energy; that'd maybe keep him awake.
The quiz, in his opinion, was very idiotic, but he might as well take it so no one would bug him about taking it. Some of the answers weren't even compatible with what he'd really put. But, whatever.
After pouring himself some coffee, the male wandered back to his room and blinked, tilting his head a bit. Narrowing his crimson pupils, he read the result and shook his head.
The hell was this?
You are a Don't Fuck Wit