Chapter 5-A
Cynful has joined the chat.
Cynful has added Starr_in_the_sky to the chat.
Starr_in_the_sky: ...Cynthia?
Cynful: What have you done?!
Starr_in_the_sky: ?!?!?!?!
Cynful: What was that strange new... lifestyle you introduced to the lads... something about being dank?
Starr_in_the_sky: the dank people, yeah?
Cynful: John's addicted to it.
Cynful: Completely.
Cynful: Every day keeps showing me pictures of this strange anthropomorphic frog, or a talking yellow sponge, or a malicious-looking grinning pale face, and it never stops... it just doesn't stop...
Starr_in_the_sky: gosh, Cyn, I'm sorry, I had no idea it'd turn out like that
Starr_in_the_sky: George repressed the memory by meditating for hours, Paul locked himself in his room and cried for a bit, and then they seemed to forget about it okay.
Starr_in_the_sky: I had no idea John would actually be interested.
Cynful: You know John.
Cynful: He's been graced with the mindset of a twelve-year-old.
Cynful: But worse yet, he's trying to induct me into this cult...
Cynful: I don't know what memes are, Ringo, but I don't want to farm them, I was never good at farming...
Starr_in_the_sky: I'll fix this, Cynthia, don't you worry, I promise.
Cynful: ...all right. Thank you.
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