9| Sleep Is For The Weak

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It was half past midnight in each of the zodiac houses, everyone is fast asleep from a long, wacky ass day dealing with each other's shit.

Except no one was actually fucking sleeping.

3:22 AM

KingOfFurries: If you thrust your body against your bed, does that mean you're fucking your bed or a ghost?

KingOfFurries: wait who tf changed my name ffs

-axtumn: me thot :>

Saggytitties: lol why is you still awake

Saggytitties: also wHOmsT?

-axtumn: aight so

-axtumn: imma just break the fourth wall real quick

-axtumn: im a friend of the author.

-axtumn: imma yeet now, ill see you gays later

KingOfFurries: what the actual fuck-

Saggytitties: they seem pretty gay-

Waterbearwithmyexistence: go to fucking sleep. You're distracting me.

Saggytitties: Its not like you go to sleep anyways but ok-

Waterbearwithmyexistence: >:(((

Caprisun: imfruucjing awrka

Caprisun: *im

Caprisun: *fucking

Caprisun: *awake

TwinDicks: you cant fucking sPeLL

-axtumn: the author cant spell either-

Waterbearwithmyexistence: dammit I thought we got rid of all the bots-

-axtumn: what did you just call me?

-axtumn: wait

-axtumn: were you even talking about me-

Waterbearwithmyexistence: oh god it responds-

-axtumn: i have the power to fuck up your username completely dont test me

Caprisun: i thought they said fuck you up

Caprisun: as in s e x

-axtumn: bro we all know you want gemini so shove his 2 inches up your ass you can't cover it up

VirginIslands: tHEY KNoW

Saggytitties: they're h a r r y p o t t e r

-axtumn: i have a vagina stop calling me they-

KingOfFurries: i still dont know who this person is

-axtumn: you dont need to know

Caprisun: htuh

Caprisun: *h u h

TwinDicks: wait did this fucker just say i had a 2 inch dicc-

-axtumn: huh?

-axtumn: you asked smth about your shrimp dick?

-axtumn: im sorry sweetie lemme turn on my hearing aid i cant hear properly

ImNotFemaleGuys: but you're reading, not listening??

TwinDicks: talking to this person kills my brain cells.

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