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[You tried to reach John, didn't you? Unfortunately for you, you are going to get this message--]

Hey! You've reached my bracelet thing, which is pretty weird to say, just leave me a message and I'll get right back to you!

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Comments

[knightime]

John. My selfies are from three years ago. Longer than three years ago. Sorry to say, but when you're comparing something I did three years ago to something you probably did pretty recently, I'm gonna be skeptical. Especially when that recently done action is throw a tantrum on your driveway. Who even passes out from that?

[Dave is probably gonna crash soon.] Wow, stop being a big baby. I'm still getting used to living here. Chillax, I'll hang out more.

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So what? That shit carries with you forever. You take one look at it later down the road and you go, "holy damn what in the world was I doing three years ago"? Then you get heavily disappointed in yourself. Though it's you. I don't think you could get disappointed at yourself.

Me? I guess. I was pretty mad.

[Be a man, don't crash on him.] I am so chillax right now.

[knightime]

Everything I do is perfect. [Dave doesn't really believe that, but he definitely doesn't regret the selfies. He fucking got a good laugh out of them.] Those selfies were great.

Pretty mad. Who passes out after throwing a tantrum?

You're being a whiny, needy girlfriend is what you are.

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Right. Perfect in the sense that it's terribly ironic later on right? [Okay, those were good selfies. Really. They were.] We should take some and plaster them on Jade's door. [Because Jade needs to hang with them.]

I am not!

[knightime]

Damn right. Although, in this situation, it was just pure gold and I didn't realize how great I was at thirteen until now. [They're just beautiful selfies.] Hell. Fucking. Yes. Because she needs our visage plastered to her door.

You so are.

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Whoa there man, don't get ahead of yourself. [Good though.] Imagine Jade waking up one morning and all of our ridiculous selfies are plastered across her door. Her reaction will be so priceless she will have to call both of us.

['_']

I don't think so.

[knightime]

Jade was not prepared for us to be within the same vicinity of each other in person. No amount of traveling with you prepared her for that. Not even with you and Davesprite were she prepared for us two. [They're two different people, so duh. Different.]

You're in denial, dude.

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She'll be the most unprepared if Dirk and Davesprite join in. She'll probably kill all four of us. [.....]

Go to bed, Dave.

[knightime]

She wouldn't kill us. But she might wag her finger and give us a really intense lecture or something. [Or she'll kill them. She'll decide that she won't be a pacifist for this one moment to kill them.]

Make me.

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An intense lecture sounds worse than being killed, actually. [Jade, please don't kill them...]

Goodnight, Dave.

[knightime]

That's because you're a big baby, John.

I'm not going to sleep. You can't make me. [Dave, you are like five.]

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It's three in the morning, good night Dave.

[HANGING UP ON YOU.

Dare you to call back, punk.]

[knightime]

Jooooooooooohn.

[knightime]

John. John answer me. John, don't you hang up on me. I didn't say we were done.

[knightime]

John, come on. I know you're still up. I know you are currently up right now and that you will answer me.

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How are we not done yet?

[knightime]

Because you answered back.