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"Chorooooo. Fappymatsu. Fappybird. Fapio fa-"
"What."
It's already 11:00 at night and since they had all started drinking at 9:00, Choromatsu has no idea where the fuck Osomatsu is pulling the beer from.
"Don't be like that Kale Daddy-"
"Osomatsu I swear to god..."
Osomatsu must have gone througyh at least six bottles. Maybe seven. Choromatsu is vaguely wondering how this idiot is not dead yet. Mostly he is thinking about whether or not he should kill the motherfucker himself.
"No listen seriously. I just had a think. Thought. Had a thought."
Here it comes.
"Ya know how big and flat Iyami-san's teeth are? Like do you think they are big enough to snort a line of coke off of?"
"Osomatsu I swear to god, shut the hell up."
"No really this is important, like we need to figure this out. Like for science. We can be like, discoverers or some shit."
"We are not-"
"But we have to get our hands on the good stuff. Like Acapulco Gold or something-"
"Toddy pipes up from his spot on the couch, "Nii-san, Acapulco Gold is weed. If you're looking for blow I can get you some though."
Everyone's head turns to Toddy.
Karamatsu looks confused. Jyushimatsu heard the word blow and now his dick is rock solid. Ichimatsu isn't even surpised. Osomatsu looks like he has found the holy grail. Choromatsu is horrified.
"Hell fuckin' yes."
Oh hell no.
"You see Chorofapski, I got backup, this is a great idea."
"This is a terrible idea, this is the worst idea you have ever had. I am not going to prison for your bullshit."
"But Kale Daddy-"
"Stop calling me Kale Daddy!"
"Or what Kale Daddy?"
Choromatsu was wrong. He was definitely going to prison for Osomatsu's bullshit. But not because of the coke. Choromatsu is this fucking close to murdering a bitch.