tarim stared blankly at his phone, keeping it in his hand incase he got a reply. he wasnât sure if he should humor whoever the hell was messing with him. âuh -- isnât this wild?â he enthused, breath probably reeking of the smoke he had earlier. âitâs like the peanuts reunion, and weâre the peanuts, obviously. when are we going to break into dance?â




















