Y/n: We've gotten off to a rocky start
Karl: You've killed like 3 people
Y/n: I'm not perfect
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Y/n: Karl, can I have your attention
Karl: Sure, what's wrong?
Y/n: Nothing, I just wanted your attention
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Y/n: Do you have any idea what you're talking about?
Tommy: No, why does it sound like I do?
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Karl: That was hot, Y/n
Y/n: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenerate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets
Karl: I'm so in love with you
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*Police sirens in the distance*
Tommy, who has done nothing wrong yet: They're coming for me
Y/n, Wilbur and Techno currently wanted for murder, arson and different war crimes: *Drinking coffee* Yeah, Probably
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Y/n: Okay, listen up you little shits
Y/n: Not you Karl, we're glad to have you here
