A Beautiful Conversation
Italics: Me
Bold: Eruva
I mean, by all laws of science and common sense, neither of us should be alive right now. If this isn't fate, I-hey, do you small watermelon? I smell watermelon.
What? Dess, you don't even like watermelon...
I small watermelon! Sprinkletedski is making a return!
Dess, there isn't any watermelon.
Watermelonnnnnnn
...anyways
Oh, right. Fate and all that. Seriously, we should be dead. Like, very dead. I honestly don't know what happened.
Well maybe-
MAYBE WE ARE DEAD AND THIS IS JUST MY LIFE FLASHING BEFORE MY EYES
No, y-
Maybe I'm just imagining all this...
It is too early in the morning for an existential crisis
True...
...
...but I SMELL WATERMELON
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