Coop: hey
Hey
Hey
Carson: what cooper
Coop: stop eating my meat
Carson: …
no
Coop: pls
Carson: no
Coop: pls
Carson: why
Coop: because its my meat
Carson: then why is it in my mouth?
Coop: youve gotta be shitting me
My meat
Is in your mouth right now
Carson: it is
Nice and juicy
Yummy yum
Mmm so gooood
Coop: Dont make me do this
Carson: what
What are you gunna do
Huh?
My door is locked
Coop: ill unscrew the hinges
Carson: the hinges are on the inside
Coop: dont care
Ill do it anyway
Carson: fucking try me
Coop: i will camp out right here in this hallway until you come out and when you do, my meat will be the last thing you see, you inconsiderate goblin boy
Carson: are you outside my room
Im gonna assume the pounding on my door is a yes
Im also not opening the door for you
Im far too busy shoving your meat in my mouth
Coop: please dude
I just want my meat back
Pls
Carson: why should I give it back
Coop: it needs to be refrigerated
Carson: ew
You keep your meat cold?
Coop: open your door
SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT MY MEAT DUDE
MY MEAT
GIVE IT BACK
Carson: no
And as coopers back slid down carsons still locked door, hot tears falling from his crystalline eyes, he knew he would never see his meat again
Coop: :’(
That was some nice writing tho good job
Carson: the doors been unlocked this whole time
Come get your meat
Coop: fuck you
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AN:
I like this one a lot
Edit: out of 236 words, 12 of them are the word 'meat'
That means that 5% of this story is raw meat.
You're welcome.
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