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✯❝ 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈. ❞
❝ 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕'𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚? ❞⊱ ────── {⋆ ♠ ⋆} ────── ⊰
Sitting in different places within the room, they are all enveloped in an extremely ear-deafening silence. The four males are trying to come up with different ways to say what's the predicament right now. As in what's currently happening to the place they're in.
" So uh.. Who'd like to go tell me what the hell happened to this place? ", and with those words, all males start to say what is happening. Except, everything they said had different ways of explanation, and they said it together at the same time, making it all sound like gibberish.
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𝑷𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔 (discontinued)
Fanfiction----------♠️---------- 4𝑵𝑬𝑴𝑶 𝑿 𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑵𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒍 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ----------♦️---------- " 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖? 𝑾𝒉𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆? 𝑰𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚?! " " ... 𝒀𝒐𝒖 �...