"Ew," I mumbles. "Why is that chicken's ass so greasy?"
"Why is your ass so greasy?" I hear someone mumbles.
"THAT'S HOW I KEEP IT SMOOTH! DAMN! WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED WITH ME?"
"WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED WITH THIS CHICKEN'S GREASY ASS?" Niall yells.
Sighing I lean back in the chair. "That chicken was totally mocking me early," I rub my head. "Damn chicken's got me being all jealous! I'm going to bed. Have fun with your greasy elbows."
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It shouldn't be obvious that I'm bored AF
