Author-Chan: Can you recommend a book that'll make me cry?
Akame: General Mathematics 8th Grade Edition.
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Author-Chan: Let me copy your homework.
Akame: I was gonna copy yours.
Author-Chan: Well, shit.
Akame: Guess I'm not doing it.
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Akame: Damn, the power went out.
Author-Chan: Don't worry, I got this.
Author-Chan: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*
Akame: What-?
Author-Chan: I swallowed a glow stick!
Akame, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-
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Author-Chan: Hey Akame?
Akame: Yeah?
Author-Chan: What's your favorite color of the alphabet? True or false?
Akame:
Akame: ...What.
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Akame: Pick a card, any card.
Author-Chan: Fine.
Akame: Wait, that's my credit card!
Author-Chan: You said any card.
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Author-Chan: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you're a coward.
Akame: I'm worried about you.
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Akame: You'd be stupid to lay a hand on me.
Author-Chan: Oh, you'd be surprised how much stupid shit I do.
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Author-Chan: I just wanna be called cute 21/7.
Akame: Why no 24/7?
Author-Chan: Snack breaks.
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Akame, texting Author-Chan: Author-Chan there's a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?
Akame: Pls hurry because I'm going to cry
Akame: Author-Chan
Akame: Author-Chan
Author-Chan: Author-Chan is dead. You're next. Love, Moth.
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Karla: *standing on a balcony and sneezes*
Anaiah: *standing on the roof* Bless you.
Karla: God?!
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Akame: ...I'm pretty sure that place is fire-proof, or something.
Author-Chan, grenade in hand: Alright, but is it explosion-proof?
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Author-Chan with a gun to Akame's head: What happens if I pull this trigger? Heaven?
Akame: Bold of you to assume I'll go to Heaven.
