Tord: *casually vibrates*
Tom: Dude. Stop.
Tord: *continues*
Tom: .... *cri*

Edd: Matt, the birds are flying really weirdly today. What did you do to them?
Matt: Oh! I told them they would look beautiful if they started doing fancy flying classes! They look so beautiful, don't they?
Edd: ... No, Matt. They look high.
Matt: ;w;

Edd: *yeets self out of the door*
Tom: Edd, you're drunk. Go home.
Edd: Says the alcoholic.
Tom: ... touché.

Matt: UwU
Tord: You part of the UwU army, too?!
Matt: uh.... y-yeah...?
Tord: *hugs Matt* you are now cool.
Matt: Yay, I'm popular!

Tom: Die.
Tord: ................
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No.
Tom: How DARE you speak to me like that?!
Tord: shit-