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Last published Wed, Sep 6, 2023
Did you ever think the world would end one day?
if you have then you have the same question that Roshweel.
C has she always has thoughts of how the world would end but what she didn't expect was that the day that she and the person she considered a sister went to school together instead of going to work.
That day was July 8, 3032 and it was the most horrifying day in Roshweel's life maybe also the last?
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"It all started in July 8,2032..." Valerie.O said dramatically with the back of her hand on her forehead
"girl... don't you mean 3032?" Roshweel.C asked V.O in confusion with a hand on her hip and the other holding the fake gun that was used in the story
"WAIT WHAT!.... when did they change the date of the timeline Roshy?!?" Valerie.O asked with a half confused, half shocked face while looking at R.C
but all R.C did was shrug
"¯\_(ツ)_/¯"
"whatever let me start over... " Valerie.O said with annoyance in her voice
"... It all started in July 8, 3032...." Valerie.O said with a voice that faked the pain and sadness just to fit how the story went
".if... if only I had listened to M.L and not hung up on her" Roshweel.C said with the same exact fake voice
"do you guys know how stupid you look!.. " said Ganshe.K with a tiny but of annoyance in his voice while leaning on the wall
Katar.C joined G.K by saying "He is right tho!.. both of you are doing weird poses, plus this is possibly the 50th time you guys repeat that line because you can't seem to do it right" and starts laughing a little
Roshweel.C points the fake gun at Katar.C and starts to yell"You better take that shit back Kat!"
".. girl you know that's just a prop" Katar said rolling her eyes at R.C
".. " The author just sits there waiting for everyone to get back on set
"I really need y'all to get back on set I'm getting tried"
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