I'm On The Third Page Of One Chapter, And If My Estimation Is Correct And The Use Of One Page Is Approximately
I'm on the third page of one chapter, and if my estimation is correct and the use of one page is approximately 900-1k words this is going to be a shit ton of words.
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Talking to littles is so cute 😭 they are so nice
Well I got three-ish hours of sleep and I feel fine-
Caffeine usage puts me asleep for like 10 hours( i dont know why, something about the adhd someone said) so with my double shot of espresso and one can of monster I should of been out till morning like usual. But noooo, you get your three hours of sleep and now you'll most likely just go on a cleaning spree again
I haven't slept in two days and I feel fine✨️
(I don't know why help me)
Done with classes, half way done with school work, and I need to eat something because I don't think we ate anything today? Idk the list just doesn't have it checked off and doesn't help hunger pains are little to non existent to me. Anyways depresion is being a bitch and I don't want to move and stuff, also have a headache because whi the fuck knows, can't tell if this is system related or some other crap. I think im going to make some Mac n cheese, Atlas gout us a few boxes for 45 cents which is fucking awesome , i think they're going to expire soon or some crap which like Alright? I would still eat it, haf some other boxes which our mom threw away and I was planning on making but she threw them away. I forgot what this was about. I'm going to try and get up and make food. (￣∇￣*)ゞ
I now have three dollars in quarters ✨️
My favorite way of cleaning is baricading my door and not leaving. It's called the fuck off method<333
DP x DC Prompt
This, but it's because their flight home was canceled due to Gotham's airport being destroyed. And they didn't want to drive all the way back.
The reason it all started was because Tucker was really bored and was getting a bit frustrated when he couldn't get past one of WE's many firewalls. He had already skimmed through everything else and concluded that Gotham's Brucie Wayne was a literal angel sent from heaven to one the worst cities in the world because he committed a crime so horrific that not even God could look him in his pretty little face anymore and that firewall proved it!
So to cool his head off, he decided to hack into a bank. Banks were pretty easy, right? Almost anyone could do it with just enough knowledge and the proper equipment. What he DIDN'T expect was just how EASY it was to do so. Laughably so, to the point it made him cry.
Did Gotham's rouges or Gothamites in general not like money? Not even the small-time rouges? Because he KNEW those operations that they try to pull off cost money. Shit tons!
So when his laughter became so disturbing that his friends and even his frenemies got concerned, all he had to do was show them what he found out. Which sent them spiraling into laughter as well. Like, c'mon, even Amity Park's bank was more secure than that and they only had fucking GHOST CRIME!
As the tears began to dry, and the laughter turned to giggles, one of the girls suggested something.
Star: Why don't we, like, rob it or something?
The hotel room went silent and Star started to fidget. Then she started to ramble.
Star: I mean like, we don't have to. It was kind of a joke anyway, since their security's so bad ya know, and I'm pretty sure we're gonna be here for a while and-
Dani: Star, baby, sweetie, honey. Why are you justifying yourself when we were all probably thinking the same thing, right?
Nod and hums of agreement filled the girl with relief.
Wes: Besides it's not a class trip unless we cause some trouble right?
They all then pilled into the bed and around Tucker as his finger flew across the keyboard.
Tucker: So, where are we hitting up first?
I think i got possessed last night and the ghost decided to draw this, I don't draw this well 🥲
Me:
Ass hile kn my head:
Me:
Ass hole in my heaf: Fyck you
Me: ???
Ass hole in my head: you ate my food, I put a sticky note on ita
Me: but that's our name??
Ass hole in my head: ....fuck you.
