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Tim Drake: UNBELIEVABLY late because I FELL ASLEEP after my alarm and my dad woke me up when I HAD TO GO
Tim Drake: Hell if I dont fucking rage quit today!!
Tim Drake: SOOOOOOOO RESPONSIBLE!!!!! EMPLOYEE OF THE YEAR!!!!!!!! FUCK ME AND MY WORTHLESS LIFE!!!!
Tim Drake: Awesome!!
Tim Drake: I am literally shaking and I have to TALK to people!!! This is gonna go GREAT!!!!
Tim Drake: SHE KNOCKED ME FOR BEING LATE OF COURSE
Tim Drake: AND I JUST YELLED AT MY BOSS Was ONLY spared by the voice crack!! I am DONE!
Tim Drake: oh-oh FUCK!
Tim Drake: THIS WASN'T THE RIGHT CHAT!
Tim Drake: fuck, fuck, fuck! Shit! Pretend I didn't fucking send this
Jason *not dead* Todd: 😶
Jason *not dead* Todd: yeah, OK 👌
Jason *not dead* Todd: you GOOD??
Jason *not dead* Todd: like, now.
Tim Drake: FINE.
Jason *not dead* Todd: alright… I'll ask again later.
Dick Grayson: WTH-???????? 😯😪😞😬
Dick Grayson: I'm gonna stop over later.
Dick Grayson: I'm sorry that you're having a bad morning, Timmy.
Dick Grayson: lmk how you're doing soon. It's all gonna work out, okay? You're job is still secure. It's hard waking up on time all the time when you go out at night like we do. I gotta go - work stuff - but ily and well talk soon, Tim.
Dick Grayson: You know you can always rant on here if you need to.
Jason *not dead* Todd: … yeah, why don't you, short stack?
Tim Drake: excuse me? Don't call me that.
Jason *not dead* Todd: why not? Don't have the patience?
Tim Drake left the chat.