imagine...

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You snickered from beside Tom, trying to keep a straight face as you listened to him respond to comments on his live.

The thing about Tom, he always scrunched up his nose and flung his hands around when he got confused. When you noticed the familiar flailing of hands out of the corner of your eye, you had to see what he was being confused by.

"What does yeet mean?" He questioned, looking at you with eyes filled with confusion. You definitely weren't expecting him to ask you of all people.

Now that he was asking you, your mind totally blanked. "It's, uh, when.. you know. Throw something across the room and it's like... yeet?"

Tom laughed. If he was confused then, he was entirely contemplating his existence now. "Wow. We really need to keep up with twitter stan culture." You jerked back, placing a hand over your chest.

"You know what twitter stan culture is but not the word yeet?"