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readhcrrors

hey —  woah ,  woah !  slow down ,  you’re gonna trip and hurt yourself . 

littleshhit

@readhcrrors    *.      what ? nugget ? don’t call me that .
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readhcrrors

i know you’re a tough little nugget .  just gotta watch where you’re going ,  okay ?
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littleshhit

@readhcrrors    *.      no , i don’t get hurt . i’ve never ever been hurting in my life .
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cantweb

what  are  you  doing  out  here  alone?    

littleshhit

@iacturas    *.      no you can’t .
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littleshhit

@iacturas    *.      no you can’t .
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tempurge

why  are  you  touching  things?

littleshhit

/ slay *then
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littleshhit

@campterrors    *.      maybe . it’d be a hate crime if you were rude hen .
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tempurge

@littleshhit    *    a  fucktard.    are  you  deaf?
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littleshhit

@duckco  ,
          
          sapnap stood outside for far too long,  body heaving slightly while he started to sob slightly himself.  eventually,  he shakily took himself back inside to go back into karl’s room but the sight wasn’t any more relaxing than it had been when he first found karl,  any more relaxing that it had been every time he walked in there and saw the other in the exact same shape as before.  his life felt like it was falling apart. 

littleshhit

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@duckco  ,
          
          sapnap stared at quackity and his outburst,  lips parting in surprise.  he was crying?  he flinched?  what the fuck happened?  he just wanted to know what happened.  he just wanted to help him.  really …  he just wanted him back.  but that all went hand in hand.  " alex,  wait - ! "  he started but the other was gone.  sapnap turned back to the house,  feeling his own tears well in his eyes.  " fucking  / dammit /! "  he kicked at the dirt in frustration,  letting the hot tears slip down his face.  nothing was fixed.  quackity still hated them  ( maybe even more now )  and karl was still not okay. all he’d done was waste time. 

littleshhit

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@duckco  ,
          
          " we were trying not to bother you.  you seemed uninterested,  quackity.  you seemed …  bored.  like you would rather but in l’manberg doing whatever the fuck with the  ' butcher army '  than be with your fiancés in the country you built.  el rapids was as good as abandoned when we decided to leave.  stop trying to place all the blame on us,  quackity. "