Bitch, please. -.-
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Thread Topic: Bitch, please. -.-
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*growling to self*
*sits on floor*
*plays with claws* -
*blink blink*
Hello Mr.Table Thrower. ^-^ -
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*gets new table*
Fuck. Off. -
ouo I'd go, but I don't want to leave you here.
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-.- And just why the hell not?
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One, you'd be all alone, and I'm not going to take fuck off as an awnser.
Two, you have to cheer up, I'm going to die trying to help.
Three, I'm not going to take your attitude. :I Say sorry. -
Tch. Oh, please. I want to be alone. Let me be. -.-
Cheerig up isn't my thing. I kill people. That's all.
*grabs tightly onto table*
You're no exception. As for my attitude? Choke on it~ -
Nope.
Cool.
*crosses arms*
I KNOW YOU WANT SOMEONE TO TALK TO SO DROP THE ATTITUDE AND TELL ME OR SOMEONE'S GOING TO DIE. -
Damn right someone's gonna die!
*picks up table*
FUCK OFF. -
*glares*
I'M NOT GOING TO FUCK OFF. HAVE A NICE TIME KILLING ME. AREN'T YOU GLAD YOU GET THE CHANCE TO? -
Absolutely thrilled. -.-
*throws table at Dark* -
*ducks*
WELL, FUCK YOU TOO BRO. -
You told me to enjoy killing you. SO HOLD STILL.
*throws chair* -
NO THANKS. Stop being a lazy ass and walk over here to kill me. You have claws, don't you?
*slides to the right* -
-.- Gladly, bitch.
*lunges at Dark with bared fangs*
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