Chapter 7

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Monarachel: I'm cutting both my hands off

Smarter than you: WH AT

Beauty and Grace: Rachel what the actual FUCK

G(old): What the hell, Rachel

Monarachel: this is the third time my hands have failed me as I was drawing this week. I shall not accept this any longer

Smarter than you: art block?

Monarachel: ITS NOT EVEN AN ART BLOCK

Monarachel: my art just keeps turning out bad

[wouldiwas is online]

Wouldiwas: good morning

Beauty and Grace: it's 6pm

G(old): My bro's definitely affecting you, Will

Wouldiwas: my boyfriend definitely IS affecting me I thought it was 12pm

Smarter than you: do you not check the time?

Wouldiwas: stop judging me Annabeth

Wouldiwas: also Rachel if you cut your hands off, I'll make sure dad curses you so that no doctor will ever help you

Monarachel: a prize I'm willing to pay

G(old): you should ask Nico to help

Wouldiwas: my boyfriend's a surprisingly good artist

Wouldiwas: My boyfriend showed me some of his paintings a couple of weeks ago and my boyfriend's paintings are so pretty

Smarter than you: yknow you can just call you boyfriend Nico, right?

Wouldiwas: I know

Wouldiwas: but he says I use the term "boyfriend" too much so I'm just annoying the hell out of him

Wouldiwas: no wait

Wouldiwas: he's a son of Hades

Smarter than you: "annoy the hell out of him"

Wouldiwas: "the hell out of him" oh gods

G(old): oh my gods Will

Beauty and Grace: lmaooooo

Monarachel: BACK TO THE TOPIC

Monarachel: art is hard and I'm gonna fucking cut my hands off

Monarachel: no one can stop me

Smarter than you: if you cut your hands off, Bob Ross would be disappointed in you

G(old): oh my gods I can't believe Annabeth stooped that low

Monarachel: I am no longer gonna cut my hands off because Annabeth is a BITCH that had to mention Bob Ross :( (still love you tho Anna)

Beauty and Grace: El's only weakness

Wouliwas: El?

Beauty and Grace: It's way shorter than Rachel, so shut the fuck up William

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[9pm, private conversation between Perseaus and Smarter than you]

Perseaus: hey wise girl

[perseaus sent a picture]

Smarter than you: is that a puppy

Perseaus: yup

Smarter than you: you went out to get milk

Perseaus: yeah?

Smarter than you: we already have a dog, a Mrs. O'Leary, and three cats.

Perseaus: should I give her back to the pet shelter then

Smarter than you: no

Smarter than you: you should get your ass here so I could see the new addition to the family

Perseaus: love you wise girl

Smarter than you: love me too

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