Thread:Aartistboy714/@comment-30953185-20171123003339/@comment-30953185-20171201014233

Zach: (Irritated) You're all on your own!

Clyde: (Irritated) Come on, guys, let's get out of here!

(The 4 friends gets up from the lunch table, and storm off from the cafeteria. They try to stop him, but instead, hang all of their heads in shame. But before they have a chance to get out of the cafeteria, I come rushing in)

Me: (panicking and talking fast) Everyone! Lincoln! Coming! Wretched! Dangerous! Painful-