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@spriiingtrap
“ Give the skeeball back to me. It’s MINE. I’ve had it for YEARS and you can’t have it. GIVE IT BACK TO ME NOW. “
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“Did I give you permission to touch me?"
“ But I didn’t touch you. Technically, the spatula did. So therefore it DOESN’T count. Rules are rules, STEVEN. I don’t make them up, “ chittering and chattering laughter accentuated by TERRIBLE TREMBLING---he’s having a FIT of madness that lovely little BUDDY. “ If you didn’t want to play you shouldn’t have INVENTED THE GAME-- OLD MAN. “ TWHACK. The spatula comes down HARD on the man’s shoulder with another FIT of UNCONTROLLED LAUGHTER. He’s DOUBLED OVER on the ground clutching his STOMACH. LAUGHING AND LAUGHING. HIS beautiful broken and CRAZY BOY. What ever will he do with him? His mind swirls round and round like pinwheels on carousels caught in a HURRICANE. He’s made of GLASS AND RUBBER all at once and he just doesn’t CARE.
“ WHAT are you going to do about it? “
spriiingtrap replied to your photo:Haven’t posted for Munday on here in a while, so...
// BRIT YOU ARE SO PRETTY WHAT THE HECK UR SO BEAUTIFUL
ASLDKFJASD THANK YOU, BAE.
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He could feel the eyes that were glaring at his back, unable to shake the feeling of being watched from the artificial circuits that made Bonnie what he is. Hand rested on his hip as he looked over his shoulder, noticing the guard standing before him. “ You don’t want to sneak up on me unless you want a knife to the throat. “
