Chapter 3.

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"Hey, are you going to just sit there or are you actually going to help us?" Finnley asked. 

Finnely, he was my friend. A good one at that, he did what he liked, respectively. I couldn't help but admire him. If he had a crush, he would quickly gain the courage to tell them, he could Rizz anybody else up without shame. He's quite the rizzler.

However, I seem to lack rizz. 

Hey, I'm Maddox. I'm a high schooler at Grimace shake high, and I have a crush. It's on a person who I know pretty well, well enough at least. I have many of the same classes as them, and I must shamefully say, they have a gyatt. 

"Helloooo...?, MADDOX WAKE THE F4CK UP" said Jillbilly, another close friend.

"I'm not asleep, just thinking" I said.

"How about you think about our project instead of whatever your think about!" Finnely spoke.

"Frfr girliepop" JillBilly agreed.

"F4ck you guys" I snarkily replied with.

We worked on said project the rest of our class. It was a essay on the origins of the informative Audio, "Skibidi bop bop".



After school, I scrolled through my YouTube shorts feed to get my mind off of something. That something, was a Chruschtscovshow.

Or as the teens like to call it, a crush.

I had a crush, they're magnificent. They're a beautiful blend of drippy and skibidi. Rizz level 100.

This person makes me feel a silly goofy way. I feel like such a silly little goofy goober when they are around. And I feel the tiny 1 inch rizz I have fade away.

They make me wanna go, Come on f4ck me emo boy for hours.

They are so damn hot. like...

AAWOOOOOOGAAAA.

They make my inner alpha want to protect them and their beautiful Orbs. 

And who might this person be you may wonder?

Shlongy, or as I call him, daddy long shlong.

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