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Glyn
Ava, isn´t it too soon?
No.
Anni
No
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Gareth
If I suffer, you suffer, V.
Who are you?
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Excuse me?
Who are you? This is a very important chat.
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The nerve
Tin Man
Careful, kid
Killian
🍿
Anni
It's Vaughn, Ava, one of Jer's friends, the one I told you about.
The mystery American!
Vaughn
I still don't know what is going on.
Lan
Is this reaching across the chasm necessary, Ava? We are already sacrificing Ces to the colonies, must we all suffer?
Bran
Lan!
Glyn
Lan!
Niko
Motherfucking asshole
Vaughn
This must be fucker Landon, then.
Lan
My fame precedes me, I see.
Mia
Shut up, Lan.
Killian
🍿🍿
Glyn
You're not helping, Kill.
Killian
This is fun, baby.
Glyn
🙄
His Dickship
You peasants started a group chat while I was in class?! The fuck? The betrayal, the ingratitude.
His Dickship
@CrayCray How could you do this to me?.
His Dickship
But at least my lordship is already here to make everything better.
His Dickship
Évidemment, I'll handle the bachelorette and bachelor parties. An orgy would be a good start, not that any of you imagination-deprived children would know it. Maybe Landon, although he is quite whipped by our delightful Mia.
Lan
Remember the Jordans, Rems.
His Dickship
I am being censored by your souless cousin, spawn. They hate my lordship's panache.
Bran
Cecy would not like an orgy, Rems. Let's think of a celebration for her and not for you.
Niko
Jer is too serious for an orgy, he barely stayed in my coming-out one
Bran
Something to be discussed later, Nikolai.
KIllian
🐈
Niko
Shut the fuck up, Satan's heir
You all behave, bitches
Vaughn
Bitches?
Ces is calling, keep thinking of ideas. No orgies, @His Dickship