Flora: Here you are, a nice hot cup of coffee.
Florian: *Takes a sip* I know I'm nitpicking here, but it's cold.
Flora: Nice cup of coffee.
Florian: It's also horrible.
Flora: Cup of coffee.
Florian: Is it even coffee? Sis, what did you put in this?
Flora: Cup.
Florian: That is falling apart in my hands as we speak, by the way.
Flora: Just to be clear, I had nothing to do with this. I just brought you the "coffee".
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Prodigy Math vines/memes/miscellaneous
FanfictionThis is exactly what it sounds like. I wasn't ever gonna publish, but there's a frustrating lack of Prodigy Math content on Wattpad, and I wanna change that. (I post a new chapter every single day, so if you wanna stay up-to-date on this, I'd recomm...
