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"I AM SO NOT GOING TONIGHT!" I huffed throwing a pillow at the ravennette.
"Why not? You always come with me to S." Miya asked, he sat on the edge of my bed.
"Because it's boring now that weirdo Adam came! It's so predictable I can already see it." I whined, hugging a pillow.
"You're not a fortune teller y'know!" Miya exclaimed.
"I am! All of my predictions are right, they're always right."
"Then what will the result for the beef against Langa and Adam be?"
I placed my hands on my head for a dramatic effect, "A draw, or something will happen to interfere the race." I stated, "Maybe Cherry and Joe will challenge him or something much more simple and predictable."
"That's an obvious lie, you're improvising skills need a lot more work." Miya shook his head in disappointment.
I got out of bed and walked to my wardrobe, Miya cocked his head to the side, "So you're going?"
"Nope!" I exclaimed popping the 'p'.
"Then why did you get up i thought you were still in your lazy dumbass phase?"
"Because it's nearly hot girl summer! Gotta get my priorities straight!" I cheered.
"Ok and?"
"You wouldn't understand, degenerate male!" I shouted as I rummaged through my wardrobe.
He tilted his head to the side, "Thanks I guess?"
"Mess up your white tea~" I sung, out of the nowhere.
"I'll do you dirty~" Miya continued but he was mocking me at the same time.
I held up a swim suit that I thought could fit me, "But literally this bikini will do me dirty! I haven't worn it in like a year." I whined jumping on the floor.
