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Ronnie: where were you?
Mika: ᵗʰᵉʳᵃᵖʸ
Ronnie: [worried] why?
Mika:ʷʰᵉⁿ ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ᵉᶦᵍʰᵗ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵇᵒᵈʸ ˢᵗᵒˡᵉ ᵐʸ ᵍʳᵉᵉⁿ ᶜʳᵃʸᵒⁿ. ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉⁿ’ᵗ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ˢᶦⁿᶜᵉ
Ronnie: Mika-
Mika: I had to color my grass yellow, Radke, yellow!
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