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Milanovic seated himself on the plane, next to a ginger with an usually massive rectum. "Heh, are you being deported to britain too?" the man smirked at him. "I live in South London, I was just on vacation to Teyvat."
"Must be nice..." The ginger shifted his bunda and looked out the window in sorrow.
"ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS! BRACE FOR IMPACT! THE PLANE IS CRASHING!" Everyone began screaming as the sudden downwards motion kicked in, children vomitted, adults cried for their lives.
The ginger only smiled as he dragged Milanovic out of the window with him.
Suddenly, they were falling off of hospital building.
"...How does this keep happening..?" Sunny from the hit psychological horror game said blankly.
"I DON'T KNOW [[sunny side up]], WE'VE BEEN FALLING FOR [[20% OFF EVERYTHING FOR 28 DAYS!]]" Spamton G Spamton from the hit rpg game Deltarune boomed esctatically.
-~Fin~-