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(I wonder, is he the reason why I like to do impressions? shrug Maybe its a different reason)
(I wonder, is he the reason why I like to do impressions? shrug Maybe its a different reason)
(I mean, impersonations are pretty fun in general, although mine all suck.)
(You still have time? X)
(10 minutes)
(Hy-yah, karate time }XD
You start)
"Well, we'll find out," He said, watching as it loaded.
It started, Drew sat back into the couch, making himself comfortable.
Juliette grinned, as the comedian, Gabriel, walked onto the stage. He told a few jokes, and it wasn't long before she started laughing uproariously.
Juliette's laugh was contagious as Drew was overcome with giggles too, he started hugging into himself, his face red as he tried to contain his laughter.
When she noticed how red Drew's face was, she laughed even harder, rocking back and forth, her hair becoming frazzled.
Drew's mind was frazzled, much like Juliette's hair, with confusion. He had no idea what was going on anymore, but all he knew was that it was funny.
When the movie was done, Juliette let out a long sigh and relaxed into the couch, holding her cheeks. "Ow…"
"Gosh, it hurts to smile so much." He said, rubbing his cheeks before standing up and stretching.
"No kidding," she agreed, reaching her hands down to her toes and arching her back.
(Guess who's got to go.)
"And we still have the majority of the day left," He sighed, walking over to the kitchen.
(It's me if you were wondering, bye!)
(I was gonna say me, I gotta go too, great timing! :D )
(guess who's back!)
(Me, I'm up, hi :D )
(So am I, hello :D )
(So they just finished laughing their fool heads off, you wanna skip to the time when they start their stuff?)
(Yeh, shady stuff!)
(Oh boy X)
(Do you wanna go?)
(Sure)
The day they planned for leaving, Juliette got up, humming a song to herself.
It's a bright new day, and it's your time to shine.
Time to take your career into your own hands.
Drew chilled on the couch a bowl of, you guessed it, Frosties in his hands. "What's got you so chipper?" He asked in between bites.
"I'm not chipper, what makes you think that?" she told him, eyeing his cereal bowl. Did he only ever eat Frosties? "I mean, we're about to infiltrate a not-so-chipper group of quite dangerous individuals."
Just be careful about what you buy,
You never know what's hiding inside.
But we can't prove anything, no.
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