me : I can't do that. it goes against my moral compass.

Bee : your moral compass is a fucking roulette wheel so my apologies if I don't take you seriously

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me, coming back after my trip to VA beach : what the hell happened here?!

Shroomy cloud boi : I thought you were never, ever coming back ever so I panicked

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doctor : and how would you rate your pain?

Blu : pi

Blu : low-scale but never ending

doctor :

doctor : Mx, is everything alright?

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Bee : so how's everybody doing?

Angel : I'm breathing

Bee :

Bee : the bar doesn't need to be THAT low

Angel : welp, I'm still doing better then them

Shroom, having a panic attack in the corner : WELL EXCUSE THE FUCK OUT OF ME-

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(when we're older cause this doesn't apply now really cause of our ages)

someone : what are you? twelve?

me : on a scale of one to ten, yes

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Blu : so

Blu : I bought a five hour energy drink-

Bee : N O

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Angel : hmmm...

me : what?

Angel : I poisoned one of your glasses

Angel : but I forget which one

Bee : the way this dinner is going I hope it's mine

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Shroom : I wonder what it's like in Lottie's shoes...

Shroom : *sneaks into my house*

Shroom : *puts on my shoes*

Shroom : I need to go pet Sugar and Spice

Shroom : who are Sugar and Spice?

(sugar and spice are my cats by the way and when I leave my current shithole of a home, I'm taking them with me) (y'all are gonna love them I promise)

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me : I don't "dress to impress"

me : I dress to depress

me : I wanna look so good that people hate themselves

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me : people talk loud when they want to act smart right?

Angel : CORRECT