*randomly materializes out of a murder of crows with a slurpee in my hand* hey guys what’s up?
*forty bats coalescing into an approximate human form, holding a gatorade* not much, how about you?
* 5 wolves make their presence known with a piercing how before joining in the circle. They clutter together, and take the form of a human with a iced coffee* ‘sup.
*emerges from the back exit of Dairy Queen to take out the garbage* uh.. uhhh.. m-my boss said y’all aren’t allowed to hang out back here…
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