{5} \ \ \ days can feel like years. / / . {5}

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It's Friday, I'm here for another day if I can keep being "straight" after my stunt on Saturday a lot of the boys have tried shit but I get them to stop within seconds, it's a bit annoying. . . But god I miss Tweek. . . If it goes right, I get to see him tomorrow, I get to see his adorable green eyes, his bleach blonde untamed hair, his adorable freckles, his little button nose and his soft lips. . . All that if I can keep it up until tomorrow.

I walk to the food hall and sit down, I groan seeing the disgusting sludge on my plate, I ask. 'Is this actually eatable?!' The chief says. 'Shut up and eat your fucking food.' I roll my eyes placing my head down looking at the food, I feel someone grab my hair and push me down and my nose smashes into the plate and food, I instantly turn around and punch the person in the eye, I get shoved back onto the table as I feel my dick get touched.

I instantly push them off me and yell grabbing the arm and twisting it behind there back, I hold them in place and say. 'What the fuck?! Don't ever fucking touch me again you little shit!' They whimper. 'I won't! Just let me go!' I let go of him as the guards quickly restrain me. . .great. . .


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