{Connor_Way has logged on}
{Connor_Way has invited, Shay_Slays, Blueman, Italian_boi and MilesD to the Convo}
Blueman; helloz!
MilesD; hey
Italian_boi; sí, it is a v nice day!
Blueman; what does 'v' mean?
Italian_boi; it means "very"
Blueman; ooooh. So, I would say, that Jay is v nice?
Italian_boi: yes
Blueman; thanks
MilesD; wow, are you two getting along?? o-O
Blueman & Italian_boi; HELL NO!
MilesD: !!! Hell, sorry for asking!
Shay_Slays; why am I here?
Connor_Way; because I said so
Shay_Slays; Haythem much?
Connor_Way; Don't. You. Even. Dare. -_-
Blueman; oh shit 0x0
Italian_boi; fight! fight! fight! fight!!!
MilesD; NO.
Connor_Way; what's wrong? Hope's got ya heart?
Shay_Slays; at least I have a family
Connor_Way; is that a challenge?
Shay_Slays; try me, bitch.
{Jay has logged on}
Jay; *reads Convo.*
Jay; *looks at Connor a Shay*
Blueman; I know. There getting along *wipes tear away*
Jay; *sighs* who started this....
Blueman; nor me or Ezio
Italian_boi; Connor actually
MilesD; yeah, but Shay complained
Jay; *sighs more* alright, gimme a sec...
*Jay walks over to the two, and stands between them. Than, SLAPS them both*
Jay: *breaths heavily* I just woke up, and I can hear you two DICKS yelling from the backyard
Connor_Way; why are you in the back yard?
Jay; bitch, don't question my weirdness
Connor_Way; °×°
Jay; thank you
Shay_Slays; *giggles*
Jay; *turns head °360 around*
Jay; try me bitch -_-
Shay_Slays; *sweetdrops* I-I'll make y-you a Tetley Tea!!!
(Shay_Slays has logged off)
Everyone:....whoa
Jay; okay, guys, I love you all, now, I'm gonna go back to sleep...
(Jay has logged off)
Blueman: wtf just happened?
Italian_Boi; I don't wanna find out
MilesD; yeah same, I'm going to see what Lucy's up to
(Italian_Boi has logged off)
(MilesD has logged off)
Connor_Way; that was awkward...
Blueman; dude, you made it fucking awkward
Connor_Way; true, true
(Blueman has logged off)
(Connor_Way has logged off)
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