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one day you were walking down the mall when you suddenly spot a very handsome orange with bleached hair. you walk by and he whistles "wow sexy" you notice it was senpai and blush "you like what you see?" you ask pointing at your shirt which was mcr merch. "mm yeah gerard is very sexy." she you quickly discuss how much you both love mcr and how it isn't dead. you exchange numbers and call him "daddy trump" you continue on with your day and go to hot topic to buy some merch.

-next day-
you and donald have been texting all night. you had a crush on him cause he was oh so very attractive and sexy looking. you think he liked you too. you had to get ready since he had invited you to his house. you wore some twenty one pilots merch this time with bright pink leggings and flouresent green shoes. you were very much on fleek. you drove in your 1993 toyota to the adress he gave you. you were amazed. behold infront of you stood a mansion. its almost like you didnt fit in but shrugged it off cause you looked pretty goddamn stylish. you knocked on the gold doorbell and there he stood. his hair was in a bun and he was wearing a shrek shirt. he looked oh so amazing. suddenly he kissed you, out of nowhere. you kissed back obviously, indulging the taste of the glass of milk he probably drank earlier. things escalated quickly and then you were on the bed wearing a pokemon costume. he came out wearing a bulbasaur one and you ate mexican tacos and watched some good anime. it was the bestest day. you had finally found your match.

the end.

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frida if ur reading this make urs please

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