my headcanon is that you really really want to follow them but you are afraid of rejection underneath your angry face you are but a sad broken child and u crai every night into your pillow and then you fap to the thought of littleaphheadcanons little dick and then when it rains the children come for you they are coming the children the british children YOU CANNOT STOP THEM THEY ARE OUTSIDE YOUR WINDOW THERE ARE SO MANY OF THEM THEY WANT A SONG THEY WANT A SONG RIGHT NOW LOOK INTO THEIR SWEET UPTURNED FACES AS THE LIGHTNING FLASHES REVEALING THEIR HOLLOW SOULLESS EYES GIVE US A SONG YOU KNOW THE SONG SING FOR THE CHILDREN