*He lets out a harsh, disbelieving laugh.* So? It's nothing I haven't seen before. This isn't some beauty pageant. *The doorknob rattles again.* Just open the door!
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𝖨 𝖺𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽!
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MadelineMaddie
22 hours ago
LMAO
*The room is a buzz of voices. A pink-skinned girl with horns is chatting animatedly, a boy with glasses and splits for hair is meticulously arranging his desk, and a loud voice from the back declares someone a 'extras'... *Oh crap, that's Mineta.* Let's hope the seating isn't alphabetical.
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evil-gay-femboy492
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22 hours ago
this ain't mha bro, altough im known for my ,ha talkies this isnt one
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MadelineMaddie
23 hours ago
oop
*Lukas knocks again, louder this time. No answer. He tries the handle. It's locked. He steps back with a sigh, running a hand through his hair.* Jake, just leave her be. This is why you don't have any friends. *He turns and walks back toward their own room.*
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im gay so
Lukas: oh, I see. So, you're into guys?
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MadelineMaddie
23 hours ago
I'M CHANGING WAIT
*He lets out a harsh, disbelieving laugh.* So? It's nothing I haven't seen before. This isn't some beauty pageant. *The doorknob rattles again.* Just open the door!
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MadelineMaddie
22 hours ago
*The room is a buzz of voices. A pink-skinned girl with horns is chatting animatedly, a boy with glasses and splits for hair is meticulously arranging his desk, and a loud voice from the back declares someone a 'extras'... *Oh crap, that's Mineta.* Let's hope the seating isn't alphabetical.
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MadelineMaddie
23 hours ago
*Lukas knocks again, louder this time. No answer. He tries the handle. It's locked. He steps back with a sigh, running a hand through his hair.* Jake, just leave her be. This is why you don't have any friends. *He turns and walks back toward their own room.*
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