could it be? is basicgalaxyy a weeb?

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 The boy stumbled back, holding his laptop close to his chest. He was scared.

Not a word was spoken between the two. He could feel her eyes scan over him before they finally met. She smirked.

He tried backing up a bit, yet the wall stopped him. There was no escape.

She leaned in close, her voice a whisper, "I believe that Minecraft needs communism."