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Blue: *depressed*
British Blue: *trying to cheer him up*

(X)

X: what's wrong?

Blue: my gf ... I accidentally ghosted her for a bit and she has found someone else....I feel like an asshole..

X: Amber?

Blue: *nods*
British Blue: *sighs*

X: welp, you better go talk to her, she's depressed and shit

Blue: I don't want to....she will get mad at me ..she has already left me anyways....
British Blue: She tried killing me if you want to know😊

X: ...

British Blue: *Slowly walking out of the room*
Blue: *crying*

X: it's okay, I think a little talking to is all she needs, I'll be there if she tries to attack you

Blue: I don't care...

X,: ooohhhh

Blue: *gone from sight*
British Blue: *Staring at X*

X: yeeeaahhh

British Blue: I think he is going to talk to Amber...

X: nah really?

British Blue: Want to hear a joke?

X: sure

British Blue: What are commonly found in cells?

X: what

British Blue: The answer was black people!
Now for the next joke, how do blind women drive?

X; hm?

British Blue: *waiting for the answer*

X: they don't

X: hm?

Blue: Whatever... *Crying*

X: *sigh*

Blue: I am going to go hang now...

X: no

Blue: *stumbling away*

X: no

Blue: *Continues walking away. He is heading to his house*

X,: -_-

Blue: *Now heading towards Amber's house*

Theodore: Hm? (random)

Mara: *used her staff to launch herself up in the air "

Theodore: *aims up* gotcha *fires*
(finish tomorrow)

Mara: *blocks with her staff "

(Oke)

Theodore: Damn..

Mara: *starts shooting blasts of pink energy at him*

Mara: what?

Theodore: You have horns..?

Mara: yeah, what about it?

Theodore: And you're very pink.. I can't tell if you're trying to appear menacing or cute.. You look neither.

Mara: and you look mysterious

Theodore: I am simply ✨D A P P E R✨.

.

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What the f**k did I just say? It was like some external entity possessed me??

Mara: *chuckles*

Theodore: Anyway, my boss said that there was a very pink girl I needed to kill so *eyes glow purple and knives float around him* I'm sorry.

Mara: uhh, no

Theodore: Uhh, yes. *several knives fly in her direction at high speeds, and Theodore aims his cane*