WARNING- If you are sensitive to uh, vulgar lyrics then don't listen to the song above.
"Jesus Christ, stop singing that wretched song" The Squip buzzed angrily, sending tiny shocks down Y/N's body. They honestly didn't care screeching the lyrics as they danced around his room.
"Are you jealous cause you don't have a-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence."
"Aw come you wanna hit it from the back so I can arch my back-"
"Stop. I'm a computer, I don't have a penis or vagina."
"Wow, what a buzzkill but anyways, DADDY BETTER MAKE ME CHOKE-"
"I give up. Just sing the damn song."
"That's what I planned on doing."
The Squip stayed silent durning the song, giving up on his electronic life. They just wished Y/N would drink some Mountain Dew red to end their life.
"Sorry Squip...."
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