chapter two

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booboo sat all by himself in a cupboard, eating the crumbs off of the floor. he heard a ratattatat at the door.

'yes?' booboo questioned, tucking his beautiful shit coloured locks behind his abnormally tiny ear.
'hello booboo.' ella bellowed, opening the door and standing seductively, she was wearing an orange prison jumpsuit.

'omg did you kill someone, again?' booboo rolled his eyes, chewing the crumbs he had just devoured.
'NO! UGH YOU'RE SO NOT HELPFUL.' ella stomped her massive feet on the tiled floor before waddling away.

'ELLA WAIT!' booboo chomped, moving after her.
'what do you want STEWART.' ella croaked, through tears and gooey snot.
'why are you wearing that?' booboo quizzled, looking his friend up and down in confusion and interest.
'im wearing it to impress drake.' ella sighed.
'you like, drake?' booboo questioned.
'yes, and what about it. i will ask him to the clit ball next lesson.' ella explained, as she did the renegade.

'ok, see you in discharge collecting class.' booboo waved.

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