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Aph: eeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeeeEEEEEEE
Katelyn: I'm-
Zane: *hang glides through the roof, landing in a basketball hoop, holding a violin and Mozart's decomposing body*
Zane: NOT OKAY, IM NOT OKAYYYYYyyyyYY, IM NOT OKAYYYYYyyyyyyyyY, BUT YOU REALLY GOT TO LISTEN TO ME, CAUSE IM TELLING YOU THE TRUTH
Zane: Trust Me
Zane: IM NOT OKAY
Katelyn: *loads gun*

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