"Well?" Matt stared at Lance.
"..." Awkward stare. "Aye?"
He pointed his gun at matt
"I guess that's a no."
Cue Anna just moon-walking past Lance and Matt. Then stealing Matt's hat because she felt like it.
"Ayo my hat-"
((not my mood getting worse))
((Christ- i gotta do something about it-))
((nah))
((Why not?-)
((I'm gonna be fine later))
((Hopefully..))
((I'm starting to feel bad for ya.))
((don't!))
((Fine- ;-; ))
Cue Matt just looking up. "Not to mention it, but remember the last time we fought those 2 floating cats?"
"yeah?"
"Why were they trying to murder us anyway?"
"beecauseeeeee, they're cats/"
"I know but the black and red one though."
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