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i love frankie row

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monday
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aug 14th, 2022
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11:07 AM // 11:07
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emo rat chat
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Gerard🍋: (Y/N)

Sourdough Daddy: Jesus Christ (Y/N) JOIN THE DAMN CHAT

Ramoose: (Y/N) join you fucking rat

Fronk: (Y/N) you rat

Plexiglass: (Y/N)

Litboi: (Y/N)

Litboi: WHY THE FUCK WONT SHE JOIN THE CHAT

Juuliet: I'm pretty sure she muted the chat

Ramoose: is no one home to force her to join the chat

Plexiglass: I'm at Frank's place

Juuliet: I'm in Boston rn

Ramoose: I'm at Lindsey's house

Juuliet: who the hell is Lindsey

Plexiglass: ...

Plexiglass: Lyn–Z?

Juuliet: who?

Ramoose: the bassist for Mindless Self Indulgence you fucking twat

Juuliet: oh

Plexiglass: shes yikes

Gerard🍋: oh?

Plexiglass: she just,,,, rubs me the wrong way

Plexiglass: there's definitely something sketchy ab her

Sourdough Daddy: how come you never know people from bands

Juuliet: oh shut up

Juuliet: aren't you home Raven

Sourdough Daddy: no

Sourdough Daddy: I'm at Dunkin Donuts

Litboi: hoe

Fronk: bitch go home and tell (Y/N) to get her ass in the chat

Bleepo joined the chat

Bleepo: JULIET

Juuliet: yes

Bleepo: DID YOU EVER TELL (Y/N) ABOUT MY MOTHER

Juuliet: OH SHIT

Juuliet: RAVEN GET YOUR DUMB ASS HOME AND TELL (Y/N) THAT SHE NEEDS TO GO TO HER PARENTS HOUSE YOU RAT

Sourdough Daddy: WHY DO I HAVE TO DO IT

Sourdough Daddy: ALEX IS PERFECTLY CAPABLE

Plexiglass: IM AT MY BOYFRIEND'S HOUSE LEAVE ME BE

Sourdough Daddy: UGH FINE

Bleepo: FINALLY

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11:26 AM / 11:26
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raven
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This hoe better be home or I'm gonna beat Juliet's ass.

I walked down the hallway as I passed Juliet's room.

KEEP OUT, LOSERS was written on a poster she put on the outside of her door.

Juliet is literally a fourteen year old boy.

She has a sign on her wall that says "keep out" AND a juuling addiction! not symptoms of a middle school skater kyle!

Then I walked by Mai's room.

For some reason she painted her door dark purple.

My heels clicked against the wooden floor as I walked a few more steps to (Y/N)'s room.

I swear to god if this bitch isn't home-

I opened the door to (Y/N)'s room and walked in one step to see that Mikey and (Y/N) were making out.

JESUS CHRIST I FUCKING KNEW IT!

I FUCKING KNEW IT!

YOU CANT SAY OTHERWISE

I

FUCKING

KNEW

THIS

WOULD

HAPPEN



SCREECH!

"I FUCKING KNEW IT!" I shouted, pumping my fist into the air as (Y/N) and Mikey jumped, separating from each other as (Y/N) rolled off of her bed onto the floor.

"RAVEN— WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" (Y/N) shouted, sitting up straight.

"Wait, no no no, I just want to say— BITCH I KNEW THIS WAS GONNA HAPPEN!" I screeched, walking out of her room and slamming the door shut.

...

Oh wait I have to tell her whatever Brendon said.

I sighed, turning back around on my heels and took one step forward. I opened the door to (Y/N)'s room again as the stood up.

"What now?" She whined, leaning against the wall on her left side.

"Last night Brendon told Juliet to tell you that your parents want you to visit today 'before you go back to school', but Juliet forgot and I was the least busy person so she made me go home and tell you so you better get your shit together," I explained as I watched her face contort into confusion.

"Wait— MY MOTHER WANTS ME TO— SHE THINKS IM STILL—"

"Good luck!" I walked out of her room, closing the door behind me.

I stayed behind the door for a second as I heard her dramatically groan, "I fucking hate my parents."

Oh well.

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