Dylan

As soon as Dylan met Bri, everything went downhill. He talked only about Bri, how wonderful she was, how only she understood him. But what about Lololoshka? Lololoshka, who had been through fire and water with Dylan, who helped him find a new body? And that was all the gratitude Dylan showed? Forget Lololoshka, at least he talked to Richard more often. Dylan rarely responded to messages; if he did, he'd tell everyone what a great time he'd had with Bri or respond with insane coldness. If he came to the blogger house, it was only to see Bri. He didn't say hello to Cleo, Tim, Glen, and certainly not Richard or Lololoshka. And so, one such day, Dylan came to the house again for Bri. This time, Lo couldn't stand it anymore and stopped his friend on the porch. An argument escalated. A huge argument. Their screams were heard by the entire blogger house.

—Lo, what's gotten into you?! Or are you just jealous of me and Bri?!

Dylan raised his voice, crossing his arms over his chest. He frowned and looked down at Lololoshka.