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[ TXT -> Tweek ] : im tots not high on pain pills...... can u get high off advil???

[ TXT -> Tweek ] : i should ask kenny that.

[ TXT -> Tweek ] : just like u know fell off a roof trying to do a kool trick and it hurts like a bitch

[ TXT -> Tweek ] : so i maybe took like a handful of advil. 👍

[boisterousfifty]

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“Well now! How do ya do?”

[smileduponyou]

Normally he didn’t put this much effort into things in the kitchen. Normally he wouldn’t bother. But of course, normally he didn’t have anyone to bake for so of course there was never an attempt. But that had changed recently and, at a loss of what else to do, the Brit had grabbed his tablet and quietly looked up recipes. 

The result was a disarrayed kitchen and he, himself, wasn’t much better. Flour and batter stained his clothes and skin, a smear of it on one cheek. His hair was messy and jutting in scattered curls, held down only by a single cloth headband to try and both tame the strands while keeping them out of his face. 

At least he could be proud to say that his efforts had come out perfectly. Efforts that resulted in a pan of brownies that might of had valentine sprinkles in them. Maybe. 

A noise is what makes him realize that he sort of lost track of time. A fact that’s made clear by the blond standing in the archway of his kitchen.

“... Oh.”

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[retractedrequiem]

“Okay, so hypothetically, if I offered you a blowjob, would it score me a free coffee?” Kenny had been leaning back on his elbows against the counter of Tweak Bros., one hand randomly gesticulating in the air to emphasize his words. The hood of his parka was up, but he hadn’t zipped it all the way, leaving his words blessedly unmuffled and comprehensible for once. Granted, going off the subject matter, perhaps it would have been a blessing if the words were muffled.

He spun, elbows still pressed into the counter but now leaning in with glimmering blue eyes and a crooked grin that showed off his missing tooth. There was a fresh bandage strapped across the bridge of his nose. “And I mean, what kind of coffee? Just a cup of black? Or like, some fancy latte iced shit with the whipped cream and sprinkles? Does it depend on how good the blowjob is?”

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[technonewkid]

“Bold words from a cry baby in a wheelchair who can’t even seem to keep his team from fighting with each other.”

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@coffeebuzzcd • Ask.

    ⛾𝒯𝓌ℯℯ𝓀;;– That was… Wow, he’d never seen Scott like that before. Was that really so important? ‘ D–Dude… Where the hell is this coming from? It’s not that important to have the most amazing selfie. ‘

    He honestly didn’t understand it. He’d only really taken selfies with his friends, that’s it, and even that was rare. He didn’t really see a need for it– But it was kind of harmless fun. Well, he thought so until this conversation. Was there some secret hierarchy status to this that he was unaware of? Oh Christ on a bike, he hoped not.

For such a silly statement, the diabetic was expressing great amounts of, not anger, but determination as he spoke.  The path to becoming popular was full of obstacles, and not all kids could understand that!! … Actually, not even he could understand how popularity worked in the first place, or why couldn’t he have it.  (What was wrong with hanging out with him, huh??)  He didn't think there was anything wrong with him (diabetes is not as bad as others say)!!

❝ Oh, it's- it's not? ❞  The boy slowly lowered his hands, staring at the blonde with confussion.  ❝ Sorry Tweek, I'm still trying to figure out the key to popularity. ❞  He had asked around, done his homework and studied it to heart, yet… just like any scientific research, it was all still a work in progress.  He thought he had found a lead in social media, but who knows.

❝ I have been told that such a thing doesn't exist- but it HAS to!  And I will be the one to find it. ❞  There it was once again, that determination.

[smileduponyou]

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“S’there any reason you’re hiding your face, Dewdrop~?” he asks but he knows why. He knows very well why.

[technonewkid]

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“Oh what did I do to deserve such praise~! My darling protege and closest friend!” She’s full of shit and she knows it. Does that stop her from being proud? Not really.