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Squish squish POP
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Squish squish POP
Tommy’s grip on his pencil tightened and a glare was thrown over his shoulder at the kid behind him. Tubbo Underscore sat at his desk unaware of the ire thrown his way as he chewed his chewing gum like a girl straight outa Compton. His seat neighbor, Ranboo Beloved, made eye contact with Tommy with pained eyes. Tommy huffed and returned forward, determined not to get distracted.
Squish squish POP
He grit his teeth.
Squish squish POP
His other hand flexed into a fist.
Squish squish –
“OH MY FUCKING GOD COULD YOU BE ANY LOUDER!”
The room froze as Tommy stood seething at Tubbo who had finally stopped chewing, the gum in a bubble in front of his lips.
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POP
Tommy lunged.