like my soul

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Ray: Ugh, this coffee is so bitter.

Amelia who made the coffee for herself: excuse you what-

Ray: Like my soul.

Amelia:

Amelia: can you not-

Ray: Ugh, I need something black.

Amelia: There's my coffee right in front of yo-

Ray: Like my soul.

Amelia: omfg just take the coffee I don't need it anymo-

Ray: Ugh, it's so cold!

Amelia: Ray, there's a hot cup of coffee right in front of yo-

Ray: Like my sou-

Amelia: that's it. *grabs the baseball bat* Say goodbye to your ankles.

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