Day: 0. WHERES MY GODDAMN FLATS

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Me: VINCENT! THIS BOX IS GONNA CRUSH MEEEE!~

Vincent: *sitting behind me* It's fine... I got a perfect view~... *leans closer to my butt*

Me: MIKE! JEREMY! SCOTT! ITS ABOUT TO START!

Mike, Jeremy, Scott: WHAT IS?!

Me: ME KICKING VINCYS ASS! GET IN HERE!

Mike, Jeremy, Scott: *quickly scurry into room; sit at door* Do it! Do it! Do it!

Me: I need help with this box though. *glares at everyone*

Vincent: Fiiine... *helps with box*

Me: Thank you, Love... *kisses Vincent*

Vincent: Oooh..~ *kisses again*

Mike: I've lost my appetite... *fake gags*

Jeremy: *slightly blushes; watches* Hmmm, so this is romance...

Me: I guess... *smiles; starts fixing desk* Hey wait... Where are my flats...

-After a few hours-

Me: MINE AND VINCENTS ROOM IS FINALLY UNPACKED! Well... Except for his ties... For work. Why ties? How many ties?

Vincent: They're my best friends *^* Don't talk bad about my friends....

Me: Okay. I'm just asking if I could use one for work. And maybe I'll find a way to button up the top of my shirt... Maybe I'll get a bigger sized one.. *stares at work shirts* Yep... Really bigger ones...

Mike: I agree! *swings into room using door frames*

Jeremy: Aren't we supposed to ask our viewers to send dares to us? Or truths?

Me: When we go to work... In five minutes..

Vincent: LET'S GOOOOOO!!

Everyone: YA!

Me: Ask us anything, or tell us to do anything. We'll do it... Bye!

Everyone: *yells* BYE!

Me: MY EARDRUMS JUST BURST ASSHOLES!

Everyone: *mumbles* Sorry...

Everyone + me: Bye guys!

Me: But seriously though, where'd you put my flats...

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