βUhβ¦. Actually, I donβt know. I was just going to send an ice-me out and just sleep the morning away.β
Squints sleepily.
βWhat if I simply, take the day off?β
Groans loudly and contemplates sleeping in and pretending his alarm didnβt go off.
β¦. Or pretending heβs sick.
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|| #Jiji ||
I think being called a brat is the biggest insultβ /ouch/.
/Rude/.
[Huffs huffs.]
Wow, Warren. Am I just an air conditioner to you? /Rude/.
[Snorts.]
Fair enough.
Well anyways, lunch time.
Sorry itβs not a straight little paralysis demon. We were fresh out of those.
Yo, who stocked the mansion fridge?
You canβt thumbs down comedy gold, Prof.
Itβs how I look, standing at the foot of your bed at night.
Personally, I think itβs a little short.
[He has the biggest grin on his face, proud of his own joke.]
Snorts at his own joke.
I think he got a haircut.
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Turns an entire field into an ice skating rink.
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|| #Jiji ||
He waves a dismissive hand at that. βNah. Iβll be fine. Itβs not the first time this happened.β
God, he does hope he doesnβt have to go on field like this though. That would /suck/.
βYouβre sooo much nicer than Daken.β He declares, and then proceeds to dunk his face into the bucketβs opening.
βYou say weak but I completed the challenge.β Bobby groaned, gratefully accepting the bucket, though he didnβt puke just yet. Just for safety though, he had his arms wrapped around it tightly.
Wow, big head there, buddy. Is that like, genetic?
Groans and lays face down on the floor.
He really shouldnβt have tried that mega burger challenge. His stomach is /killing/ him.
//Forgot this existed as I went into full solo writing mode ope.
I am /not/ a liar. You have no proof.
Oh! No.
[G r i n s.]
β¦. Or metaphysically?
Like, physically?