Philza lets out a sigh, head dropping to the table.
Technoblade eats on nonchalantly.
Wilbur grimaces.
Tommy laughs.
Ranboob sighs, rolling his eyes, "You really need to stop."
"Never," Tubbo grins. "But like, seriously, it should be possible right? Would it clog the drain? Could you just spray water on it until-"
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"Any other topics that you would like to share?" Philza tries again, eye twitching.
Tubbo raises his hand.
"Not you."
Tubbo lowers his hand.
Ranboob raises his hand.
"Yes Ranboo?"
"I bought a gaming chair, does anyone want to help me set it up?"
Tubbo grins, "I will!"
Ranboob looks around the table expectantly, "Anyone?"
" I will," Tubbo repeats.
"None of you want to help?" Ranboob sighs.
Tommy whistles awkwardly.
Wilbur averts his eyes, "I've uh, got patrolling, and things."
Technoblade nods. "Mmm me too."
"Sorry mate," Philza smiles apologetically, "I'm pretty sure Tubbo wants to help though."
"Please anyone but him," Ranboob lets out a muffled sob into his hands.
"What? Big man, I'm great. I'm actually really good at instructions," Tubbo pats the teenager's back.
" Anyone but him," Ranboob begs, "He's - he's made this stupid autotune voice changer and it's going to drive me insane. "
Tubbo frowns, "But it sounds awesome."
"No," Ranboob shakes his head gravely. "No, it doesn't."
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"Tommy," Wilbur starts.
Tommy looks up from where he's poking a carrot with his fork. "What?"
"Pass me the pepper," Wilbur orders.
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