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𝓕𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 twink annihilation 🙏🏻
bruce: gnn
billy: bruce im not getting naked for you
bruce: :(
finney: will you do it for me instead
billy: no
finney: [inserts puppy dog eyes]
billy: oh.
billy: gc FULL of fags istg 😪🙏🏻
finney: oh but if griffin was here you would say yes to him 😒☹️🤬🤬
billy: SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP
bruce: saying that cause yk its true 🗣️
billy: as if you wouldnt do it for vance 🤷🏻♂️
bruce: NONONO SHUUUUTTTG UP
finney: wait brucey its like 6pm why did u say gn
bruce: umm uhm uh um um ummm
bruce: idk
billy: guys im watching a movie rn with my mom
finney: heh.. must be nice huh :///
billy: SHUT UP RN
billy: anyway so im watching saw 7
billy: she just let out the loudest gasp
billy: and so did i
billy: BECAUSE LAWRENCE FROM THE 1ST MOVIE ???? HES ALIVE AND HES AN APPRENTICE
finney: WOAH (idk who he is)
billy: mf i just said hes from the first movie 🤬🤬
finney: ahh yes yes (doesnr help)
bruce: bro how do u watch the saw movies... theyre so gory 😭
finney: hes built different 🥶🥶
billy: kys
bruce: NO BILLY WHY
finney: hmm.. i guess you could say.. like mother like son
billy: i hate you
finney: shut up i will write about you being pregnant
billy: WHAT
billy: NO
billy: PLEASE
bruce: billy be careful he WILL do it
finney: 🫃🏻 << billy soon
billy: PLEASE NO IM SORRY
billy: FINNEY
billy: I BEG
finney: Too late.
bruce: grammar n punctuation billy ur fucked 😭🙏🏻
5 minutes later
finney: hey guys guess what 😈😈
billy: dear lord please no
bruce: oh my god this is gonna be hilarious
billy: maybe for YOU
finney: are you guys ready
finney: 😝😝
billy: no
finney: too bad
finney: He looked down at the bump in his full length mirror, holding his stomach, and squinting as an attempt to recognise himself. He's so fat. Pregnancy cravings have really gotten to him. Drywall, Shopkins, Bamboo in Chili Oil. It just made him so fat.
He looked down and sighed, wondering who the father could be. His due date is soon and he still doesn't know, Jacob? Jason? Dean? Who knows who is the man who planted his seed just below his waist. His biggest concern, however, is how the fuck he's gonna give birth. He's a man. An assigned male at birth, if you will. An Alpha.
He slowly walked to the window of his small single room apartment and stared at the church in the distance. Could it be Tyler? Mark? Brady? He's freaking out. But still. He's worried. Is it gonna be out of his dick or his ass? Cesarean or will it come out his mouth? No one knows. But maybe God will have all the answers.
He grabbed his coat off the sofa and ran as fast as any pregnant man could to the church, just before it closed. He opened the doors slowly to be met with the scene of a priest reciting his last prayers before he packs up and go's home.
"Father Durden..?" He asked, tears swelling in his eyes.
"Oh, Billy Showalter, back again?"
billy: what the fuck.
billy: finney
billy: what the FUCK
bruce: I CANT
bruce: LMAOOO
bruce: BAMBOO IN CHILI OIL 😭😭
bruce: DRYWALL ???
bruce: IM LAUGHING SO HARD RN
billy: i hate you both.
billy: im going to sleep.
billy: ill see you guys at school tmr ig 😒
bruce: awh man 😞
bruce: sweet dreams billybobs 😍😘
finney: bros gonna dream of griffin now that you said that 💀
billy: SHUT UP
finney: excuse you?
billy: i mean
billy: goodnight
billy: okay
billy: night
billy: sorry finney
billy: i apologise deeply
billy: ill gey on my hands and knees
billy: pls
billy: i pray
billy: im sorry
finney: mm thats more like it
finney: goodnight billy 😘🙏🏻
finney: im gonna go to sleep as well
finney: goodnighr brucey 😍🙏🏻
bruce: night night babycakes 😘 😘