you saw a black gloved hand reach for yours and pull you up
"hey zim," you sighed you and zim walked home together because he lives right accross from you sometimes on the weekends, you and zim play some wii or gamecube.
you pulled out my iPod and put in your earbuds
"OH MY GOD THOSE THINGS ATTACHED THEMSELVES TO YOUR EARS!!!!!!!" Zim screamed
"its just music zim," you said "want to listen?"
you took out one earbud and gave it to him. he took it and raised one eyebrow.
"is it safe?"
"yes Zim, trust me."
he put it to his head then took it off like it was boiling hot and rubbed his head
"why do you have to listen to this 'music' so loudly??"
"i like to block out the rest of the world and draw-sorry i'll turn it down"