What’s with the interruptions this morning! First the bullet, then Jaxon's sister intruding on his ass-kicking jam sesh, and now some wordy, blue-hooded, purple-text twerp is pestering him about something. Probably about the faulty keyboard that Jaxon sold to him. Oh yeah, he TOTALLY sold him a fucked up keyboard. That’s just the kind of unforeseeable wickedness that you can’t expect from a cool guy like him.
Anyway, this dude is already at the top of Jaxon’s list of suspects for this morning’s fenestration penetration, so let’s see what he has to say.