they know nothing.

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richie sat on his bed, knees brought his chest and one arm wrapped around them, the other holding his phone up. he had been texting the losers the majority of the day.

the losers are better

richardo: k we're back

booby owner: richie what happened :(

spaghetti meal: yeah seriously

richardo: my mom came in

booby owner: noo dumbass!!!

georgie food: she means yesterday

richardo: please stop talking abiut uesterdya

spaghetti meal: sigh

booby owner: sorry

birdophile: why, did something happen?

georgie food: stan

mikey!!: stanley

birdophile: what??

richardo: yea, stan. something did fucking happen. i dont want to talk about this any more than we are tho.

birdophile: oh, okay. sorry for anything that did happen.

richardo: sorry ignkre me
richardo: stan i just saw a dead bird fall out of a tree what do i do

birdophile: GO HELP IT!!

richardo: hell to the no
richardo: i mean
richardo: I COULD GET RABIES-?

birdophile: YOU ALREADY HAVE THEM. GO HELP THE BIRD!

richardo: THE FUCK AM I SUPPOSED TO DO??? SING THE BOHEMIAN RAPACITY TO IT?!?!?!?!?!?

booby owner: IF YOU DO PLEASEEEE SEND A VIDEO

richardo: 😣

birdophile: at least take a picture of it and send it to us.

richardo: u see i woulddd buuuuuttt

birdophile: RICHIE.
birdophile: DO IT OR I'M DOING IT MYSELF.

richardo: AAAAA

spaghetti meal: 😭😭😭

richardo: hmm
richardo: what if i told you
richardo: the bird was gone?

birdophile: i probably wouldn't believe you because you just asked me that.

richardo: sheeit

mikey!!: why are you so hesitant about going near a dead bird- you purposely harass them to mess with stan on a normal basis

richardo: good question
richardo: my answer:
richardo: yes

booby owner: 💀

10/ben: uh
10/ben: is the bird dead outside..?

richardo: no shit 😭

10/ben: do u just not want to leave or go outside or smth

richardo: look at the pretty starsssssss

spaghetti meal: dont ignore the question u dick

richardo: sorry sorry

booby owner: :/
booby owner: soooo..?

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