Jew D. BoyUhh...hmm. Good question. I guess into the darkest, deepest recesses of my subconscious? Where the most traumatic thoughts and experiences are shoved away so I don’t have to deal with them? Where my demons shriek the loudest? Maybe McDonald’s on the way?
Jew D. BoyYou always say that, but then you just end up eating all of mine while I curl up into the fetal position and ruminate on all the missed opportunities in my life...just get your own order if you’re that hungry, you know?!
Light D LamperougeBut it's your birthday, you should treat me this time.
Jew D. BoyNope, I fell for that last year...won’t fool me again.
Jew D. BoyYou rejected my snack with mayo earlier, I am NOT playing this game with you 😡
Light D LamperougeI am afraid of very very very very very small things. Sorry.
Jew D. BoyThen you have nothing to fear, my dear...
Before I even post this, it sounds TOO creepy. I’m gonna keep it because my biggest weakness as a writer is my inability to kill my darlings, but just know I’m aware of how it comes off here.
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