John

You were on your island in Lololoshka's dream, in your house, minding your own business, when suddenly John came to you and started talking about something enthusiastically. At first, it seemed like a simple, light conversation, but soon it turned into a tedious monologue. The last straw was when he simply started bothering you and making fun of you.

— So what are you doing? Pfft, it's useless, you're like a log!! Your intellectual abilities are barely higher than those of an ostrich!

John was underfoot, lazily sorting through books, taking them either from your hands or from your table, throwing them on the floor when he decided that there was nothing interesting or useful for him in them. You tried to tolerate him, but soon it began to become unbearable.

• Oh, but maybe if you ask nicely, I, the great John Davy Harris himself, will help you with advice.