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Song:
Leave The City
(of course, by Twenty One Pilots.)
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mybl00d: i'm here.
_silent: good choice.
_silent: you don't want to know what would have happened if you missed it.
mybl00d: i kind of do, asshole.
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mybl00d: you fucking ass, stop blocking the messages.
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mybl00d: stop.
_silent: what did we say last time?
_silent: we ask the fucking questions.
mybl00d: whoa, all of a sudden you can curse.
mybl00d: what happened, you grew some balls?
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mybl00d: never mind.
mybl00d: what did you want me here for, you mewling quim?
(oh god, i had to throw that Loki reference in there.)
_silent: we'll take that one.
_silent: we know who you are, Y/N.
mybl00d: how the fuck do you know my name?
_silent: we know a lot of things about you.
_silent: stay away from josh dun.
_silent: or...
_silent: you might just not have a best friend anymore.
mybl00d: leave Spencer alone and out of this.
_silent: i don't think you control that.
_silent: we'll know if you try to contact him in any way.
_silent: we suggest you miss the concert in three days.
mybl00d: i'd rather not.
mybl00d: not even the damn banditos could stop me.
_silent: say goodbye to Spencer
mybl00d: don't you dare.
mybl00d: if you do
mybl00d: i'll rip your damned arms off and shove them down your throat.
_silent: watch the news tomorrow, at six.
_silent: that'll tell you what our power is.
mybl00d: please.
mybl00d: what does my connection to Josh have to do with you
_silent: it has everything to do with us.
_silent: goodbye for now
_silent: we will contact you if we wish
mybl00d: damn you!
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mybl00d: please...
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mybl00d: don't hurt Spencer...
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who do you think _silent is?
what do you think happened to Spencer?
any guesses?
here's your tea🐸☕
~L
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