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still a piece of trash

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why would i want to????

bitch are you high

She wouldn't have him any other way

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Because it's interesting.

There's no reason to say big foots don't exist.

Yes. Aren't you?

I'm also really hungry.

debateable

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you think some fucktard monster in the woods is 'interesting'????
fuck me you need a new hobby or somethin

i'm all out. booze only tonight.

how unfortunate.

and here's me with all these doritos.

Re: debateable

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Yeah, bru. What do you find interesting then?

Ah. Shame. That's why I grow. You never run out then. Unless you muck something up.

Mean. I bet big foots wouldn't like you.

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my hobbies include drinking, smoking and making people feel shitty. hmu.

sounds like too much effort to get stoned tbh

eh. i'll live.

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I am literally hitting you up. Also nah you've gotta be into more than just that like shit you're embarrassed about.

Plants are easy.

Do you think it's big foots or big feet?

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i'm really not.

what like you?

elliot i really don't care stop fucking asking me this shit.

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I don't buy it. Come on confess some silly hobby of yours. I'll do it too. I like to play the piano and I used to act a lot.

Yes. Exactly like me.

I will literally give you free drugs if you humour me.

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i mean they're... whatever. but no.

haha

you're a fucking arsehole.






neither. there's only one bigfoot.

now gimme.

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You also gotta tell me a silly hobby. That's humouring me too.

I'm not an arsehole. Rude. I'm charming.

How do you know there's one? Why would there only be one? There's been multiple sightings in different places.

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i am not humouring you. ever.

you're an arsehole AND you're annoying. like. wow.
also don't care if i'm rude.

look i don't know maybe he travels a lot or something. likes walking in the would and shit or maybe he teleports.

GIVE ME THE DRUGS ELLIOT

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When you insult me I get butterflies in my stomach. I think I'm in love. Can we elope?

I guess he could teleport. There's theories he can fly too.

"i am not humouring you. ever."

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you've got fucking problems. how about no.




you know what? go fuck yourself.

[despising]

Thanks.

What kind of drugs do you want?

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[ she's not replying. she's actually ignoring you. ]

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[ After about five minutes, Elliot's rolled his eyes and decided she doesn't get to choose then.

In about ten minutes, wherever she is, in the air in front of her a thick black smoke will appear out of nowhere curl in on itself, and a bag of weed, some unassigned pills, and a smaller bag of something white will fall from it.

Enjoy your drugs or not. It's not like he cares. He does. ]

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[Scarlett is sulking in her room, a bottle of gin in her hand. Her phone's been tossed across the room. She'd heard the alert go but she ignores it, taking a swig from the bottle. Yeah, yeah. Fuck off.

And then, just above her desk, thick black smoke. Shit. Has she set something alight by accident again? She scrambles to her feet just in time to see the smoke shift into nothingness once more, leaving a few items behind.

She carefully picks them up to inspect them. Well, shit. She's scowling at them for a while, feeling uncomfortable with all of this, including the text conversation, until she actually screams out loud to the air:]

You're still a fucking dickhead!