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@ryderdie: @pitypartyhunter yo what the fuck lmfao, it's fucking bio - they got some advanced bio shit here?

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@pitypartyhunter: @ryderdie Have you ever heard of chemistry, physics? I took biology my freshman year.

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“ Why the hell is ‘suck my dick’ even an insult? Like, sure, man, I’ll suck your dick. What are friends for? “ Hudson laughed a little bit as they settled down in the chair to rest their feet.

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“Or calling someone a pussy as an insult. It doesn’t make any sense, vaginas have the ability to push another human being out of them. If you even use teeth wrong when you’re sucking a dick, you can really freak someone out.”

“Some high school students took a makeshift sign to a Trump rally the other day, and that sign read, ‘Trump makes America hate again.’ While I’m extremely proud that there are some high school students out there with their heads on straight, I’m frightened by the amount of tweets I’ve seen from Redwood students and their support for that misogynistic, racist bastard.” Smoking a joint before class was not the best idea, it always brought out the headstrong side of Hunter and made him want to debate social issues. “Please don’t tell me you agree with them.”

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Taking her last cigarette out of her pack, Stella propped it in between her lips and sighed. She didn’t recall smoking all of it so quickly, but she was nervous. It was her first week at some school she’s never even heard of before instead of in a jail cell. Apart of her should be happy she’s not in jail, but she didn’t know how to act around people her age because she was so used to being around older people. She was sitting on the roof of the building for the dorms, unsure of what places she would be caught smoking and what places the chances were slim. She took out her red lighter, lighting her cigarette and placed it on the ground. Inhaling, she already felt more relieved. She was still trying to quit drugs, but trying to quit cigarettes was more than she would be able to handle. The sound of footsteps startled her slightly. A part of her was thinking to throw the cigarette because she couldn’t get in trouble, but if she wanted another she would have to go to her room and heaven knows where that is. “Hello?” She asked turning her head to try to see a figure.

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When he had managed to stumble his way up to the rooftop, he hadn’t expected to find another lost soul there. Some naive, doe eyed girl gazed up at him like she was afraid--more than likely due to the cigarette burning slow between her fingers, the exact reason he was up here himself. “Didn’t think anyone else was going to be up here. Hope I didn’t disturb you.” Stepping closer, his lips curled into a warm smile. “Mind if I join you?” Shaky fingers pulled out his own pack of Camels, smacking the pack repeatedly against the palm of his hand.

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“So there was this couple that came into the diner the other day and the dude was being really loud and all I heard clearly as I walked up was

and then acted like nothing had happened.”

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Musing his hair and sticking a cigarette into his mouth, he glimpsed at the energetic boy squaking in his direction before quirking an eyebrow. “Are you talking to me? If you were, I wasn’t listening. Sorry.”