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"do i really have to sit next to her?" joji threw his head back, whining from the confined backseat.
"i don't like this just as much as you do." isa scoffed.
"when will this feud end? it's been years." ian questioned, tired of the two constantly bickering.
"what's up with isa and joji?" chad laughed at the clear tension between the two.
"something about joji stealing isa's crayons in second grade. they've hated each other since." ian chuckled.
"that's crazy." chad snickered.
isa focused on the foggy trees blurring as they sped past, trying to ignore the stupid conversations going on around her as well as the whining idiot to her left.
after watching many kangaroos pass, the crew parked at an opening in the woods.
walking into the woods, the fog got thicker. much thicker than joji's thighs.
isa followed right behind ian, joji, max, and chad to the spot they found a while back making the first mario video.
"can't isa be peach this time?" max sighed, tired of always being a girl in videos.
max and ian simultaneously turned to isa.
"no, absolutely not. every time i'm in your videos i get accused of fucking all of you at once." isa countered.
max and ian pouted, begging without words.
"please? i don't want to kiss joji again." max pleaded.
"oh, so i'd have to kiss him." isa laughed coldly, peering over at a frustrated joji.
"don't even deny it, you know you wanna kiss those plump jap lips." ian stepped in.
"yeah, i'm not even sure this is hatred going on, maybe it's sexual tension." max spoke, rapidly wiggling his bushy eyebrows up and down.
"fine, i'll be peach if you shut the fuck up." isa folded her arms.
"great, i'll be right back." max ran off to get the peach dress and crown.
joji stood awkwardly, knowing he now has to kiss the person who has hated him since second grade.
"bad news. i left the peach dress at home." max spoke out of breath as he returned to the group.
"you fuckass. we can take chad's car and go get it." ian spoke, already heading towards the car.
"you two stay here and get some artsy shots and shit." max commanded, throwing his car keys to joji.
