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To: Bro From: the boltonator

[TEXT] *Hottie [TEXT] *Body [TEXT] Who is this

to: everyone from: bro

[message]: hotee with a bodie wann know lol r u dtf?

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yourehereforeverassassin replied to your post “He doesn’t know what’s going on. Frankly, in this city, he can’t say...”

looks like it's time to...get your head in the game

WHAT GAME IS THERE IF EVERYONE KEEPS POPPING HIS BALLS

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heliatlus replied to your post:@stormswake This is silly. This is too much for a...

my otp is becoming canon

NOT IF HE WON’T EAT THE GOT DANG FOOD!

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This is silly.

This is too much for a too-simple gesture and Troy knows he’s probably going to make a fool of himself because of it. But, he’s already standing outside the door of Z-3 with a modest platter of strawberries and pretzels, and he’d look even more of a fool turning back now.

... This is still ridiculous.

“Yuan?”

His knocks on the door are rhythmic, though meek. “You in there? I just wanted to say hi.”

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“Dude, okay, I don’t dance gamble. Lemme just take you out and get you your balls.”

    ☆ — “I’m doing it anyway! Double balls or nothing!”

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Troy has a smile on his face. “I don’t think I can fill you in on memestory now, but...”

“You’re a cool guy, and I hope you have a chill day!”

Well, there’s certainly more to think about, now.

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“If I bet on it, you wouldn’t be able to actually go buy yourself some balls.”

    ☆ — “You know what? Whatever you want, I’ll bet on it.”

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If the second coming of Christ is in the form of Nicki Minaj, then maybe he should start repenting...

“Okay... I’m willing to play Judas and tell you that was not Nicki Minaj.”

    ☆ – “Troy, man. It’s four in the morning, how am I supposed to know. People didn’t believe in Jesus when he came or something like that. Maybe this could be Nicki and I’m missing my chance!”

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“Maybe it’s just me but I’d know if I saw a Nicki Minaj impostor when I meet one...”

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Did Karamatsu lose his jacket? Probably.

Does Troy sucker the nearest stranger to sing the next line with him? MOST DEFINITELY.

♪      “We’re breaking free!”

“ ♫ Connected by a feeling,  Ohhh, in our very souls!” 

Damn, he’s getting into it. He’s aware that people are watching him as he sings, but does he care? Not really. 

“ ♫ Rising till it’s lifts us up, So everyone can see…” 

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karasmatic:

It’s amazing how much stamina this man has. He’s doing all kinds of routines, jumping and skipping as much as he can. If he wasn’t so scared of dropping his phone, he would probably be doing flips, too.

“ ♫ We’re soaring!” 

♪     “Flyin’         There’s not star in heaven         That we can’t reach.”

Actually, he does bump into a few people along the way. It’s a downright miracle his phone hasn’t dropped and shattered.

♪      “If we’re trying         Yeah we’re breaking free         Ohh, we’re breakin’ free!”

He even does a little shimmy for this part.

♪      “Can you feel it building          Like a wave the ocean just can’t control?”

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... This one has grey skin and horns like the other one. Troy shrugs. The more the merrier!

♪     “Here and now, it’s time for celebration         To finally figure it out         That all our dreams have no limitations         That’s what it’s all about.”

N3V3R M1ND TH3 N4K3D P3OPL3

4R3 TH3 TWO DORKS RUNN1NG 4ROUND S1NG1NG 1N S3CTOR OO1 F33L1NG OK4Y???

ON3 OF TH3M 1S GO1NG TO RUN 1NTO 4 L1GHT POST

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karasmatic:

“ ♫ Creating space between us, ‘Till we’re separate hearts.” 

He indeed does notice that there’s movement on Troy’s side of the call. He holds his phone up and takes it as his cue to begin running, too. Karamatsu has absolutely no idea where in the world Troy would be, but they’ll find each other. He had the feeling. He takes in a deep breath, now singing louder as he ran through the streets - 

“ ♫ But your faith, it gives me strength,  The strength to believe….” 

Ohhh. Here comes his favorite part. He’s skipping through the streets of Sector One now, unabashed to any possible onlookers.

♪     “We’re breaking free!”

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karasmatic:

Ah, well, he did mean that he’d make his way over to where Troy was - but singing over face time was something Karamatsu didn’t get to do often, so he might as well. 

As soon as Karamatsu hears the first few notes of the song, he blinks a few times - he knows this song! “Got’cha.” 

“ ♫ If we’re trying, So we’re breaking free.” 

♪     “You know the world can see us        In a way that’s different than who we are.”

Karamatsu can probably see the buildings shift past Troy as he starts running forward. Troy doesn’t know where his shirtless leather-jacket clad friend is, but he will find him. And they will finish this song together. 

Until then, Hive City’s getting a treat to Troy the Basketball Boy singing into his phone as he runs around frantically.

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That’s... one way to do it. But compared to what he’s seen the rest of the night, Karamatsu is actually tame. Troy laughs; he doesn’t even know why he’s freaking out about a shirtless man if he spent all of high school surrounded by naked friends. Ah. Youth.

“Okay, okay, let me get it ready,” he says through a small bout of chuckles. Then, as the the intro plays, he instructs the other, “You take my girlfriend’s part, ‘kay?

♪     We’re soarin’, flyin’        There’s not a star in heaven        That we can’t reach.”

It’s been a while, but he hopes his friend doesn’t mind the random FaceTime call.

> Calling Karamatsu Matsuno…

“I know this is super random, but you mentioned you liked singing and I found this karaoke bar that I thought you might enjoy–”

“… And you’re shirtless. I’ll call back later.”

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It’s been a while, but he hopes his friend doesn’t mind the random FaceTime call.

> Calling Karamatsu Matsuno...

“I know this is super random, but you mentioned you liked singing and I found this karaoke bar that I thought you might enjoy--”

“... And you’re shirtless. I’ll call back later.”