Arlo: You know sometimes it's hard to pick between a Bentley or a Ferrari. I can't decide if I want comfort luxury or performance luxury.
John: #whitepeopleproblems
Isen: A Buick is comfort luxury! :D
Sera: Clearly Arlo isn't looking at Buicks, Isen.
Arlo: Choices choices,
John: Lately my food tastes bad, something is wrong but I can't seem to put my finger on it.
Remi: Could be a common ingredient.
John: That's what I'm thinking, I did go shopping a couple days ago and my food has been tasting like shit ever since.
Sera: John let's go over this, what did you buy?
John: I got some olive oil, tomatoes, a box of crackers, eggs and a quart of motor oil.
Blyke: Motor oil?
John: Yeah my car has been running like shit, I thought adding new oil would help but now it's running worse.
Sera: John you know how you do stupid things sometimes?
Blyke: I have a feeling I know where this is going.
Isen: Me too. I'm going to fuck your cute butt one of these days.
Blyke: Isen keep your impulses to yourself.
Sera: Do you have a separate container for olive oil?
John: I do in fact, I don't like using the original bottle.
Sera: Check INSIDE the container, what color is it?
John: Should be greenish clear but I guess I'll see........HOLY SHIT ITS BLACK!!
Sera: And you said your car was now running worse?
John:
John: Oh my gosh.
Arlo: This is why I barely have any respect for you John.
Remi: YOU ATE MOTOR OIL AND POURED OLIVE OIL IN YOUR CAR?!
John: It was just a simple mixup!
Sera: A terrible mixup. You probably have cancer now.
Blyke: Not to mention you probably have expensive repairs on your hands now.
John: I'm sure it's fine I'll just flush the oil and then it'll all be okay.
Sera: Alright sure.
Literally two hours later.
John: I'll see you guys in a sec, I'm heading for the store.
Arlo: Don't fucking eat brake fluid this time.
John: I won't, relax you racist pig. Sheesh.
Blyke: You know speaking of Arlo's racism, did you see how he said racial slurs against some Hispanic kid in class?
Remi: AND THE TEACHERS ALLOWED IT?! How is this even okay with them?
Sera: I think they've given up on lecturing Arlo, after all he hasn't stopped after this whole time at Wellston.
John: Guys my car won't start.
Isen: I knew it!
John: I think the engine seized. Shit.
Sera: Why didn't you drain the olive oil?!
John: I DID!!
Blyke: I think it was too late.
John: THIS IS MY ONLY CAR?!? WHAT DO I DO?!
Arlo: Buy a new one.
John: This Kia cost me 500$, basically my life savings.
Arlo: A KIA?! Pffffft.
Sera: Oh Arlo shut up, nobody cares that you are white and rich.
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Arlo The Racist: unOrdinary Chatfic
Fanfictionthe chatfic carries on! John is a emo as hell, Seraphina has sexual confusion about John, Remi dies alot, Blyke is straight but Isen wants his ass. Arlo of course is racist. This is the fourth fucking chatfic and this will be a sequel to both Arlo T...
