≈ first breeze! (text)

[heirterosexual]

wow, oookay.
this place is pretty messed up!
i find it to be a terrible fourteenth birthday present.
even if it's not my birthday anymore.
but, uh, belatedly!
hi, i'm john egbert.
apparently there's a lalonde-me running around, so hi lalonde-me.
it's really freaky to consider a me, that's also a rose, but still me?
how does that even work. is that like doomed timeline shenanigans?
wow does that mean there's a doomed timeline somewhere that combined me and rose?
maybe i messed up on the ectobiology and created some weird rose-me-hybrid.
freaky tentacle-ghosty-movie-wizard baby!
oh man that sounds like an awesome horror movie or something.
we should write our own horror movie.
hi everybody else that's not-me, too!

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[knightime]

[It's okay. Feelings are hard. Especially here.]

Why's that?

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[heirterosexual]

Because I gave them to you as a derpy birthday present and you've probably worn them every day since then?

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[knightime]

Yeah? So. Maybe I just like wearing sunglasses and they were convenient. [They both know that's not true though. He could have kept Bro's anime shades.]

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[heirterosexual]

Yeah and you had your brother's weird scalene triangles, but you chose mine. I feel cool, okay, let me feel cool.

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[knightime]

If it helps you sleep at night. The benevolent and fucking awesome Strider wears thy shades whom has been relinquished by one, John Egbert.

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[heirterosexual]

[He just laughs.]

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[knightime]

Dude, I was being so serious just now. Legit serious. And you start laughing at me like the hugest dick.

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[heirterosexual]

Thaaat's what I'm best at, Dave.

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[knightime]

We can't be friends anymore, you realize. My precious feelings have been compromised.

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[heirterosexual]

[He gasps in a most overdramatic fashion, smacking his hands to his mouth.]

Oh, bite your tongue Sir Raps-a-Lot!!

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[knightime]

Can't be tamed.

[He sticks his tongue out. So mature.]

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[heirterosexual]

[John reaches out to try and grab his tongue between his thumb and forefinger.] Rude.

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[knightime]

'reggo uhf mah thungue

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[heirterosexual]

Say the magic word~

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[knightime]

fhurck yuh

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[heirterosexual]

...Wow the only way that's magic is how magically broke you'd go saying it in my house. Dad keeps a swear jar, you know. [He tugs a little.]

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[knightime]

Ow! Tshish fruhckin' hurtsh dude.

[Swatting at your hands now.]

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[heirterosexual]

[He clicks his tongue and huffs, but lets go.]

Wuss.

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[knightime]

Your face. Asshole. Just because you're not worried about your face doesn't mean I'm not worried about mine. [He rubs his face, and god is that a pout.]

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[heirterosexual]

Hahaha wow, are you pouting? Are you seriously pouting at me right now.

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[knightime]

Wow, fuck off man.

[Shoving you. SHOVING YOU SO HARD RIGHT NOW.]