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"𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧. 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭."
; 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐚 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ;
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Dakota was going to go to jail for the murder of a twelve-year-old if said twelve-year-old didn't shut his mouth. Honestly, for a kid that was always a bit more on the reserved side, he hadn't stopped talking since he walked into the kitchen for breakfast. (Which, honestly, Dakota didn't want to be out here, he wanted to be back in his bedroom until he could leave for school, then go to Jonathan's. He just wanted to be anywhere but home.)
"Sebastien."
The blond boy's mouth hung open as he stared at the high schooler; confused on why he was interrupted. "Huh?"
"Kid, I swear, I love you, but if I hear you say one more thing about your Halloween costume, I will have a murder charge under my belt, 'kay?" Dakota raised an eyebrow and stared at him as he took a sip of coffee. "It's way too early for your Mike insults, all right?"
"Mike insults? I'm not insulting him!" Sebastien scoffed with his eyes darting between his cousin and the fork in his hand that was pushing around the cut-up fruit on his plate.
Dakota groaned. "Man, you're like obsessed with him I swear. First it was: I just don't see why we have to do Ghost Busters and then it was I think it was Mike's idea because honestly, he's never been that bright and then we can't forget the Mike's always getting the party to do things and I never want to do them." He said in a high-pitched tone.
"I don't talk like that."
"It's what I hear." The Kumar shrugged. "If you don't want to do a Ghost Busters costume, then why did you agree? Isn't there only four of them anyway? Who are you even going to be? The fucking Stay Puft Marshmallow Man?"
"Watch your language." Devina scolds from where she stands leaned up against the kitchen counter, newspaper in one hand and a mug of tea in the other.
Dakota sighs, "My bad."
Sebastien takes a bite of kiwi from his plate. He doesn't answer Dakota's question.
"Holy shit. You're going as the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man." Dakota slowly grinned, propping his chin up on his palm.
