John: GUYSSS GUESS WHAT?! THERE'S AN APP FOR CHATTING SO I DON'T HAVE TO US MY LAPTOP ANYMORE!!!
Blyke: We should switch to that.
Sera: Agreed.
Emerson: Good, no more XP laptop fiasco.
Arlo: Hey have you ever went the hospital for what hap yesterday.
Isen: Hap?
John: I did, one they called me Ching Choa Joon because someone was posting our chat and 2. I just a severe rash from doing it to much and I blame you Sera.
Sera: :)
John: Monster.
Blyke: Mayne stop with monster.
John: I don't understand Mayne.
Isen: Thinks he's already using his phone.
Blyke: Remi, I'm frying crayons. Want some?
Remi: Do they color better?
Blyke: No but they taste good.
Arlo: Don't ever eat from cucumber boy.
Blyke: It was that one time.
Arlo: That one time we will never forget.
John: I'M TEXTING IN A IKEA.
Fiore: Why are you saying it's like new technology? It has exist for like years.
John: Ah shit I see Claire.
Arlo: SOMEONE grab a mental health doctor.
Blyke: uh who?
Emerson: I DON'T KNWO AND I DENT CAREEER!!!!
Isen: Will food help?
Sera: We suck at this.
Remi: We do.
John: OH wait she looked like Claire but isn't.
John: I want meatballs.
Isen: Why cause Sera sucked your meatballs dry?
John:
John: I fucking hate you.
Fiore: I will say IKEA meatballs are the best!
Emerson: Did you know that there is no IKEA in Sweden because it's so communist there?
Blyke: Great, now I am depressed.
John: Why? It's just a business.
Arlo: I steal plastic fork from IKEA Cafe.
John: That's free you idiot.
Arlo: It's not when I take 50.
Sera: ARLO EL FORK ADICT!!
Blyke: u know that y'all easily make me depressed.
John: STFU, use grammar.
Isen: GUYS IM LOOOOOSSST!!!!
Emerson: Why?
Isen: I dunno, I think I'm in the showroom.
Sera: Remember when we used to get lost as kids there?
John: Ah memories.
John: Imma take a bathroomvbreak.
Emerson: Oh no.
Remi: Oof I ate fried crayons.
Fiore: Why?
Remi: I believed Blyke that they were goof and he lie.
Blyke: I be no lie.
Emerson: I assume y'all are HORRIBLE typers.
John: I think I need surgery.
Sera: What happened.
John: You.
Arlo: We 'bout to see a fight.
John: Asslo I have PTSD so no fighting.
Sera: Im sorry John.
Fiore: Pretty sure you are not.
Sera: Good call.
Isen: Get her back.
John: No you sick fuck.
Emerson: CAN EVERYONE STOP TALKING ABOUT HORRIBLE SEX ON THIS DAMN CHAT FOR ONCE?!?!?!
Blyke: Damn, you gonna die a virgin.
John: So are you cucumber boy.
Emerson: Also, who dies a virgin anyway?
Blyke: Your Zodiac IS virgo, who is a virgin.
Emerson: *ahem* So is Seraphina and look at her. Its just a damn Zodiac you moldy chili pepper.
Fiore: Agreed.
Arlo: I sign law.
Isen: NO A DICTATORSHIP!!!
Arlo: To make peace with Hoebiet Lussia.
Isen: COMMIE!!!
Arlo: I aint no lefty.
John: That true.
Arlo: However Isen I will smack you with my left hand.
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unOrdinary: Hidden - Chatfic ∆
General FictionTHERES A LOT OF HORNY CRACK SHIT!!! OK, so this is a chatfic based on my story unordinary: Hidden My original characters are here and this mostly follows the events of Hidden. Main ships are Jeraphina and Blemi though I may do a little Asslo x Toot...
