"Cleo, Cleo, Cleo!" Drave laughed into Cleo's ear until she had enough. Tate watched across the table with anticipation. Cleo finally took action, swinging her arms around like a dumba*s. She is a great strategist, btw. Drave dodged all the fatal swats, letting the weak blows plummet into her arms. With one finger, Drave reached out and poked Cleo in the shoulder. It was so fatal it blew her across the room, taking any student in her way down with her. Drave slowly turned to Tate. Their eyes met and for a second they felt bad but a thought suddenly occurred, Oh, right. It was just Cleo. Life went on. Cleo survived, we hope.
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HumorMy life but in an alternate universe. Same people, different names, and slight change in personality. Join Tate and her exasperating friends, on their journey to see how dumb a human can actually be. Skeet bro.
