askthestickliens

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You and green share a house…? Queers??

purple scoffed at the question.

“how are you gonna automatically assume two people are gay for eachother the moment they stand 5ft within eachother’s vicinity?”

“seriously, and there’s no damn way i’d feel for that guy. you’d literally be kidding me right now. you chronically-online fucks should get your head straig—“

purple paused mid sentence as if they just noticed something.

“…”

acknowledging green’s out-of-nowhere presence, purple’s gaze shifts to the side. he raises his eyebrow in a skeptical manner.

“what? don’t fuckin’ look at me like that.”

green gave purple a sad, sad frown.

“you mean we aren’t the bestest more than friends that have ever bested the bestest of friends? i can’t believe you would just betray me like that, purple…”

“quit it with your shenanigans. you know i pay the taxes around here.”

“yeah, but ya’know… can’t we also stay and get all buddy-buddy?”

“christ, they were talking about us being queers!”

“and they’re not wrooooong!”

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how are you doing ourple

purple shoots you a mildly annoyed glance for a moment. they look rather discontented.

he lowers his head to look down at the contents of his teacup.

“fine, up till all of you showed up, somehow inside mine and green’s house, from god knows where.”

he doesn’t seem very surprised though.

“that’s like the second most dick-ish move you could do next to murder.”

how ironic.

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some clattering of ceramic material seems to be coming from the kitchen…

you peek in through the wall to see an agitated purple figure. a contemptuous look formed on his face as he stared at the kitchen in thought.

“…”

“…god fucking damn it.”