We meet online [down in the dms]

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ChanYoda: Heyyyyy

Bun_Baek: fuck off

ChanYoda: I rather fuck you

Bun_Baek: your not worthy

ChanYoda: sigh- a guy can wish

Bun_Baek: it's raining here

ChanYoda: same

Bun_Baek: why can't I be happy

ChanYoda: okay I'm not Dr.Phil but

ChanYoda: tbh I'm not happy either

Bun_Baek: let's talk about dicks before this turns to some emotional angst shit

ChanYoda: You should send me a picture

ChanYoda: of you dickey

Bun_Baek: My DIcK  feLL  OFf

ChanYoda: CHOCKING BRB

Bun_Baek: why do I even talk to you

ChanYoda: because I'm your hope

Bun_Baek: bitch back the fuck up

ChanYoda: Into my dick

Bun_Baek: BOI YOU ABOUT TO CATCH THESE HANDS

ChanYoda: cute.

Bun_Baek: don't steal my man's line.

Bun_Baek: Jackson is mine

ChanYoda: than what am I

Bun_Baek: a virus that won't leave me alone

ChanYoda: you love me though

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