the moderately okay club // IT AU/SPIN-OFF
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"We're not serious about fighting...That...are we?"
"It would be something to write for my article and final essay..."
"Well I don't know about you guys but I don't seem to have enough room in my schedule to pencil in fighting a demonic entity, can we maybe raincheck..."
"I mean-I've been waiting to die...kidding...sort of"
"If we live through this my mom will never let me leave the house-"
"She barely lets you leave the house anyway, she's like a witch or something. I wouldn't want to be in your position. I'd probably want to die if I was."
"To answer your question, yes we're fighting...That? There's no debate about it."
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