"patwice fahted!!!" Phelony yelled at recess.
"I DID NAWHTTT" Patrice retorted, her face turning a deep shade of crimson. This was by far her most embarrasing moment. How could she ever recover from this?
She couldnt think of a good enough comeback in time so she sat and cried. Phelony stared at her in such a cold way. She thought they were friends but he just exposed her. Patrice indeed wasnt even the one who tooted.
She vowed to never be best friends with phelony again. She would tease him and bully him for smelling like farts until he felt as if his heart were about to implode. He would feel like his world was caving in. He would feel so empty and alone since no more farts invaded his colon.
Maybe, just maybe, he would give Patrice his Mr .Beast Feastable! It was a marvelous plan.
Patrice wiped her tears and stood up, her chin held high in pride at her malicious plan.
Poor Phelony looked so oblivious, he had no idea what was about to hit him; And it would keep hitting him like strong crashing waves during a terrible storm.
This was the downfall of patrice and phelony. More so phelonys downfall. MWAHAHAHA
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rancid limerance
RomancePatrice and Phelony were best friends. The bestest of best friends in fact. That was until Phelony blamed his own gas-passing on Patrice and embarrassed her in front of the class. Patrice vowed never to utter a word to Phelony again. Fast forwar...
