Creepypasta Texts

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Y/n in the car with Masky: McDonalds! McDonalds! McDonalds!

Masky: we have food at the mansion? why would you even?

Y/n muttering: I hate this family

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Y/n in the car with Jane: McDonalds! McDonalds! McDonalds!

Jane: *pulls in drive thru*

Y/n: *cheering*

Jane: one black coffee please

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Y/n in the car with Toby: McDonalds! McDonalds! McDonalds!

Toby: McDonalds! McDonalds! McDonalds!