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Looking at the camera, your face turns sour at the thought of having to do the video in the first place.
You quite literally don't understand how people can be this way.
"You don't look happy," Colby chuckles, making you look over at him.
He has nearly the same expression, making you scoff, "Neither do you,"
A smile breaks over his face, dimples showing, "Shut up,"
He then turns to the camera suddenly, clapping his hands and yelling, "What's up you guys, it's Colby Brock!"
"And his best friend, (Y/n)," you give the camera a pointed look.
"And we're here to... address some of the things you guys have been saying..." Colby trails off, he looks uncomfortable, a lot.
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