"Actually big guy, its called emo. If he tries to hurt himself, donnt let him, its bad for his self esteem."
Dmitri then proceeded to walk across the yard, and slumped himself down into crosslegged position and began studdying a moth that crawled across the ground infront of him. "Hmm orange fur." He thought. "Ive seen this before, maybe ill keep it." He then squished the small bug's head(with his left hand), so as to not allow it to die a slow death, in his pocket. He then began to start tying knots in the grass growing out if the cracked floor.