Omaha Imagines [completed]

//Omaha Crew//

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You:

You: that's what I thought when I ran into Gilinsky

Skate: ooo, she threw him under the bus

Chef-J: *skrrt* *skrrt*

Petty: hey, y/n I thought we were friends

You: says the same boy who flooded my kitchen by leaving the sink running

Sour Sam:

Petty: at least Sam's on my side, we all secretly know that y/n was glad to meet me

Y/n: keep dreaming

Y/n: it's three over two, right Nate and J?

Skate: I know Sammy boy and G are some of my good friends, but I got to go with, y/n, she did kind of hate you G.

Chef-j:

Chef-j: see this is the kind of stuff I don't like to get into, so I'm just gonna swerve out of here

*Chef-J has left the groupchat*

Sour Sam: just going to point out that it's 2 to 2

Y/n: Get out!

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Um, this wasn't that good, but it's really all I could think of so... yeah.

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