@ShadeStar
(Hello? Did I kill this?)
(Hello? Did I kill this?)
(No sorry. Yo estoy occupado hoy)
(Ah si. Yo comprendo.)
(HELLO!)
(Hi!)
(HEYO!)
(I LOVE YOU AND I'M HERE NOW)
(AWWWWWWWWWW YEET!)
(Yeah, I'm busy and stuff. Depression and school. Yay!)
(Yay! I feel ya man.)
(ANyhow, where did we leave off?)
“Of course,” he laced their fingers together and walked to a table where the cake sat.
Lillian held her smile as she let Darren lead her to the table.
(I keep imagining all these characters dying horrifically. Is that bad?)
(Not really? Do you know why?)
(Someday they will)
(I mean the way their lives are going. Oh they so will.)
“Of course,” he laced their fingers together and walked to a table where the cake sat.
Lillian held her smile as she let Darren lead her to the table.
He looked around with a concerned look, "Finn, where are the candles…"
"What're candles? The fire sticks? I… uhhh… used 'em all," Finn smiled innocently.
(Shade: No I don't. Not really.
Ty: Shut up. Don't make me have more of an existential crisis than I already am.)
(Yo, don't scold me this way)
(Fuckin' make me bitch.)
(Hey, I know you don't have a chill but… uhh… Chill)
(Can you tell I'm pissed?)
Lillian snickered once before quieting down, "We don't need candles Darren."
(A little.)
(I can, but why for?)
"What's a birthday cake without candles?!" He pouted before holding his hand up, the tips of each of his finger had a small flame much like that of a candle…
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