Tommy.... That was still in highschool...?

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Tommy: *is chilling in the window of his room, enjoying the calm and quiet of the NewScapeMansion* Ah, who needs swag when you have class... *pulls out trombone* ...ical music! *starts to play a basic song*

Stranger: sHUT THE FUCK UP

Tommy: *throws down trombone* iamsosickofyourshit tHE FUCK DO YOU HAVE AGAINST CLASSICAL MUSIC I'LL RAM MY TROMBONE SO FAR UP YOUR HOOHAH WHEN SOMEONE EATS YOU OUT THEY'LL BE ABLE TO PLAY THE SOLO FROM SIBELIUS'S SYMPHONY IN C

Stranger: mOTHERFUCKER YOU DONT EVEN KNOW HOW TO PLAY THAT SHIT I BET YOU FORGOT WHAT YOU LEARNED IN MUSIC CLASS IN HIGHSCHOOL

Tommy: *jumps down all the way from the second floor to the ground and rolls a sleeve up* you really wanna fu-- *pauses* Wait... Anthony?

Anthony (if one of you guys are Anthony, then congratulations, lmao you are now an official cameo in this book lolol): Tommy! *walks towards him* I haven't seen you after graduation!

Tommy: *laughs and walks towards Anthony* Same here, bro! *suddenly punches Anthony in the face so hard with a smile on his face* this is for fucking with the newscapesquad you son of a bitch i hope you fucking burn in hell with your bullshit nonsense *walks away, still a smile on his face*

Anthony: *on the floor, bleeding* i... i was paid... to... be part of the other chapters...

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