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~𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐍! 𝐅𝐓

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~𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐍! 𝐅𝐓. 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐎, 𝐀𝐊𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐎

 𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐎, 𝐀𝐊𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐂𝐎

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─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───

You let out a sigh, looking up at the banner hanging over the gate.

"Festival, yayy..."

You sweat drop as everyone goes crazy over...

DJ Roofy.

Now who on Earth would have a name like that?

You walk into class, only to deadpan at the scene of Zack refusing to do this Slave Auction thing. You slide in the desk between him and Daniel, slinging your arms over their shoulders as they rest their heads on yours.

"POWER OF RIZZ!!"

Most of the class thinks, and you drink.

"SUCK MY ASS, YOU NOOBS!"

And now, because he didn't want to do the Auction, Zack stands in a ring with us boxing gear. "Hit him and double your money." Or something like that. You snort, shaking your head.

And now Daniel has to do the auction.

You walk around for a bit, stuffing your hands in your pockets.

You wear the school's short ass gray skirt, the white button down, white knee high socks, red converse, and an oversized tracksuit jacket that's left unzipped.

Walking past the Beauty Dept, you quickly turn away before you could catch the eyes of Eli giving bad haircuts.

"Hey, fresh hot bread is ready! Come now and get a free coffee! Step right up!" Looking over, you smile, walking up to them.

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