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A smile creeped across her face as she took two of the glasses and downed them quickly. "You can have the last one." She leaned back onto the floor, eyes half closed.

She reached up onto the tray, taking the three shot glasses and placing them in front of Gamzee. “Which ones you taking?..”

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She reached up onto the tray, taking the three shot glasses and placing them infront of Gamzee. "Which ones you taking?.."

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"Three, I think..." She looked over at him. "You look damn tired..."

“Ahaha…Let’s not go that far chica. Mad flattering though.” Maybe one more shot before Gamzee conks out. Only a few left now.

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She reached up to one of the glasses on the tray and handed it to him. "You need another one..." She then took one more for herself, drinking it quickly.

“Ahaha…Let’s not go that far chica. Mad flattering though.” Maybe one more shot before Gamzee conks out. Only a few left now.

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"But- Fine, maybe you're right... A Brother like you can't be wrong now, can he?"

“…Well…Iunno what to tell you. Shit like this’s gotta come to an end sooner or later. Just…let it go.” Gamzee stop speaking to people on multiple levels. Stop it. Shit’s creepy.

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"But- I don't want this to end...." She looked up at the other troll, unsure of anything else to say.

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CC: T)(at sounds gr-Eat!

CC: Good luck wit)( it.

  CC: W-Ell, I’m glad I can )(-Elp!

CC: I gu-Ess it’s a good t)(ing t)(at I worry… But t)(at do-Esn’t matt-Er so muc)(. So, )(av-E you tri-Ed planning out a m-Enu y-Et?

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CC: W-Ell, I'm glad I can )(-Elp!

CC: I gu-Ess it's a good t)(ing t)(at I worry... But t)(at do-Esn't matt-Er so muc)(. So, )(av-E you tri-Ed planning out a m-Enu y-Et?

  CC: Okay. You b-Ett-Er; I don’t want to log on and find out som-Et)(ing bad )(ad )(app-En-Ed and I was n-Ev-Er told.

CC: You know?

 CC: It’s )(-Eartbr-Eaking.

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CC: Okay. You b-Ett-Er; I don't want to log on and find out som-Et)(ing bad )(ad )(app-En-Ed and I was n-Ev-Er told.

CC: You know?

  CC: It's )(-Eartbr-Eaking.

  CC: But

CC: But still!

CC: T)(at’s a )(orribl-E t)(ing.

  CC: Just

  CC: Just r-Em-Emb-Er I’m )(-Er-E for you, okay?

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"J̧̬͍̣̮͆̒̌̃u̠͎̗̞̭̬̲s̛̻̜͔̫̤͌t̃͗ͨ̊̐̅͏͈͎̘̠͎͚̼ ̜̱̣̒̑ͭ́w̵͚a͕̜͚ͬ̉̅k͖̼̠̥ͬ͐͠ī̥͇̉̾͋ͬ̂n̞̟͕̒g͖͚ͬ ̼͖ͨͯ̀u̥͊̿́ͥp̧̪̘͔ͮ̃̽̏̾̿ ͖̫̫̻̳̳͐͐ͥ̅̏ͥh͓͚͈͎͎̆͒̎ͮ͛ͅu͉ͤ̅h̶̘͖̆̒ͩ? This is an interesting time to catch you then" He chuckles and flips over in the air to land on his feet in front of her. "how have you been?

"W-Ell, I'v-E b-E-En awak-E for a f-Ew damn )(ours, I'm just still tir-Ed. I gu-Ess apart from t)(at I'm fin-E. W)(at about you t)(-En??" She looked at him closely. 'God w)(y is )(-E s)(owing off; or at l-East acting lik-E )(-E is?' She thought to herself.

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CC: But

CC: But still!

CC: T)(at's a )(orribl-E t)(ing.

  CC: Just

  CC: Just r-Em-Emb-Er I'm )(-Er-E for you, okay?

  CC: O)(.. O)( my.

CC: I’m so sorry.

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"Well then, what do I do? Brother.." She sighed.  "My minds pretty messed up due to this drug stuff...  I'm just not used to it, that's all."

Did she just say perfection? Shit, that’s a good way to flatter a brother real easy-like. He can only hope his paint is thick enough to hide a little indigo blushing. “…Kinda. It was like that when I met her, you know? My matesprit. ‘S just something you feel right up in your gut.” She hadn’t messed up, really. It’s not like she had much of a chance to begin with.

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CC: O)(.. O)( my.

CC: I'm so sorry.

  CC: )(mm?

CC: A b-Ett-Er job t)(an your par-Ents?

CC: Do t)(-Ey not look aft-Er you w-Ell?

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CC: )(mm?

CC: A b-Ett-Er job t)(an your par-Ents?

CC: Do t)(-Ey not look aft-Er you w-Ell?

  CC: You t)(ink so?

CC: T)(ank you, Kankri.

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CC: You t)(ink so?

CC: T)(ank you, Kankri.

  CC: No no!

CC: You’r-E not bot)(-Ering m-E at all!

CC: I’m glad I could )(-Elp you.

CC: 38)

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CC: No no!

CC: You'r-E not bot)(-Ering m-E at all!

CC: I'm glad I could )(-Elp you.

CC: 38)

   CC: W-Ell.

 CC: Pr-E)(aps.

CC: You could try making strict m-Enus.

 CC: And only -Eat w)(at’s on t)(os-E m-Enus.

   CC: Or som-Et)(ing similar…

   CC: You know?…

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W-Ell... Do w)(at-Ev-Er you t)(ink is b-Est Jo)(n.

I’m not even sure about her… I’m considering letting her go.