I'm back.
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Y/N: I’m going to defeat you with the power of friendship! ... And this knife I found.
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Artyom: I currently have 7 empty notebooks and I have no clue what to put in them. Suggestions?
Duke: Put spaghetti in it.
Artyom: I'm currently taking suggestions from literally anyone but you.
Ulman: Put spaghetti in it.
Artyom: I'm currently taking suggestions from anyone but you two.
Y/N: Put spaghetti in it.
Artyom: I'm no longer taking suggestions.
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Artyom: Can I be frank with you guys?
Sam: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.
Idiot: Can I still be Idiot?
Y/N: Shh, let Frank speak.
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Y/N: I just ended a four year friendship.
Ulman: Oh, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?
Y/N: Hm? Oh yeah, I’m fine. It wasn’t my friendship.
*Sam and Artyom fighting from across the room*
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Artyom: Is stabbing someone immoral?
Sam: Not if they consent to it.
Duke: Depends who you’re stabbing.
Miller: YES?!?
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Artyom: Isn’t it weird that we pay money to see other people?
Sam: Plane tickets?
Idiot: Concert tickets?
Y/N: Prostitution?
Artyom, holding their broken frames: Glasses.
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Artyom: I think Y/N was right.
Sam: I'm surprised they haven't marched in here to say 'I told you so.'
Idiot: They wouldn't do that.
Y/N: You're right, Idiot. For once in your life, you're 100% right. I would never say that.
Y/N: *turns around, the shirt they're wearing says 'Y/N Told You So' on the back*
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Artyom, banging on the door: Y/N! Open up!
Y/N: Well, it all started when I was a kid...
Katya: No, they meant-
Stephan: Let them finish.
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Miller: You know those things will kill you, right?
Sam, pouring another glass of whiskey: That’s the point.
Artyom, smoking a cigarette: We’re trying to speed up the process.
Y/N: *Nods while eating raw cookie dough*
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Miller: Sam isn’t answering their phone
Y/N: I’ll call
Miller: Artyom and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-
Sam: Hello?
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Stepan: What’s something you guys are better than Sam at?
Artyom: Mario Kart.
Y/N: Yeah, video games.
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Metro 2033: Artyom X male reader
Fanfiction(slight updates, some will be shitposts) Growing up in the deep dark and damp metro wasn't that bad, or well as long as you had food in your stomach and a blanket over your shoulders you were fine, you are Y/N Nikolayev a young adult who lived in Ex...
