"WE'LL BE RIDING SHOTGUN- UNDERNEATH THE HOT SUN,-"
"naawww. its totally my turn in front seat.
Memory shook her head, scribbling something down on her clipboard. "Uh, nope," She popped the P. "Its actually Triumps turn."
"EAT MY DUST BITCHEEEESSSSS"
Psyco grinned. "I hope you choke on your dust."
"WHATTHEFUCK??" Over-reaction screamed.
a/n: sup guys
Going back to school in two days. This was incredibly short ik I'm sorry
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-sam
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