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lando :
guys its coldddddd
please help me im dying
hypothermiaaaaaaa
oscar :
cool, why did i get assigned to a room w/ him?
lando :
omg oscr stp ignorin me
if u can swe thos messsge can u grap me sm hwat paks
thxxxx
oscar :
someone translate
logan :
“omg oscar, stop ignoring me”
“if you can see this message, can you grab me a heat pack?”
daniel :
i thought it said hot pack
hot pocket
liam :
hot pockets do sound fire rn
lando :
YESSSSSS
OSCAR HOT POCKETS
oscar :
….
zhou :
if it makes you feel better, charles and carlos are stuck in a room together
charles :
hey, you make it sound like a bad thing
better than being stuck with alonso trust
imagine seeing an old man make tiktoks
max :
i mean, he was relegated to stroll
pierre :
oof.
kimi a :
who??
daniel :
aw shit
i forgot we had a lil kid on our hands
kimi a :
i am a freshman
daniel :
lil kid
kimi a :
aw man
george :
kimi, we do not speak of stroll. simply forfeit all knowledge you have heard of him
alex :
he doesnt know how to file taxes
charles :
neither do i :)
i make pierre do them for me
pierre :
…..
i am going to come over to your house and give your mother a friendly talk about your birth :)
charles :
:(
lewis :
what an elaborate way to say fuck you
max take notes
max :
fuck off
lewis :
yeah, didn’t expect otherwise.
my room pairing is all right
daniel :
your ‘all right” is george russel
me personally i think i would go a little bit insane
george :
i do believe its simply because your brain is lacking
daniel :
hey :(
max do you think my brain is lacking
max :
yeah
but half of this gc is developmentally challenged so youre doing fine
kimi a :
george is nice
why woudl u go insane
lewis :
because george is the type of person to make a to-do list for every second of the day, starting from 5:00:00 on the dot
its actually a little bit terrifying
george :
you followed the schedule.
max :
didn’t you hold him at gunpoint to do so?
daniel :
eugggghhhhh
george can we be more reasonable sometimes
you’re truly making rooming a dictatorship
george :
i haven’t even done anything to you
lando :
I HEAR LIES
CMERE BABY DANNY LEMME PROTECT U
pierre :
what the fuck
alex :
yuki’s taking a nap in the library
pierre :
thanks
charles :
he doesn’t even care about us….
max :
lmfao cry about it
alex :
🥲🥲🥲
must you be so cruel verstappen
carlos :
are they even assigned a room together? and if so, please tell me it’s not next to mine
alex :
karaoke at 2 fucking am
wait that would be fire i’m joining
lando :
YESSSS
lewis :
sure, im down
george :
lewis, don’t encourage them.
charles :
mad parent energy
yuki :
OMG KARAOKE
WHERE
lando :
KARAOKE
charles :
lmfao your boyfriend is looking for you
yuki :
OH
SHIT
UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
george :
i don’t want to hear details. go.
isack :
but i wanna …
kimi a :
THEYRE DATING?
ollie :
kimi….
pierre literally introduced himself while having yuki on his back
kimi a :
it could just be friendly
oscar :
pierre kissed yuki’s head right after.
charles :
disgusting fucks
pierre :
at least im in a happy relationship :)
eat shit cause you know you’re too fucking cowardly to fess up
charles :
fuck you
liam :
i feel like that was just a callout to everyone
yuki :
pop off king 👑
guanyu :
i sincerely hope they share the same room because subjecting anyone else to them is a human rights violation.
daniel :
DAMN OKAY
charles :
such an unfortunate truth. even more of an unfortunate truth my fucking ROOM is next to theirs
GET ME OUT
carlos :
MINE TOO
I SHARE A ROOM WITH YOU
isack :
lmfao liam how cooked are we
we too are also right next to them
liam :
all i want for christmas is a 400 pack of earplugs
kimi a :
what do they do ????
like is it school school questionable ???
like the uhhh
lando :
you can say sex lol
we’re all adults here
maybe
george :
he’s a minor
lando :
oop my bad
ollie :
so they’re …..
max :
worse
they set the speaker volume to 100
and blast old 90s music while yuki makes pi
and blast disney music until someone crashes out on whatever video game they’re playing
pierre :
max you don’t know how to have fun
its really sad
kimi a :
can we join :O
yuki :
its free entry if you bring snacks
kimi a :
george i need money
charles :
BAHAHSAHSHAHSAHS
GEORGE COME GET YOUR CHILD
george:
i hate you all.
charles :
deadass that sounds so fun.
ollie isack you up?
ollie :
YESSSS
i am the GOD at fifa you guys better watch out
yuki and pierre are my new favorite seniors
yuki :
awww
take that alex
alex :
BRO IVE SAID NOTHING
lemme chill in peace man
yuki :
stop being chronically online PLEASE
its actually horrendous
alex :
fuck you
you don’t understand the real skibidi
also yes isack you can go
carlos :
for the purity of my eyes never say that again
isack :
im js there for the disney music
OMG late night tiktoks?????
lewis :
if the kids are in theres no reason i cant
george :
…..
max :
god please dont
i need sleep
lando :
NAH FUCK UR SLEEP
TSUNODA ITS ONNNN
DANIELL???????????
daniel :
I HAVE HOT POCKETS
I AM SUMMONED
I APPROVE
EAT SHIT GEORGE
george :
curfew is 3 am.
go past that and I will personally come to the room and spray you all with the communal fire extinguisher.
pierre :
yes monsieur
Guanyu shakes his foot in front of the automatic door to get it open. His hands are full of cat food, cat treats, and cat toys; the store had a sale today, and he was but a broke (lies, but it’s his parent’s money, not his) college student and the venture of a sale, however far, was too tempting.
He pushes the elevator button with his elbow and hums as the metal box slowly brings him up, landing on his floor with a purposeful ring.
Even before the door opens, he hears the shuffling of feet. A lot of feet. It’s 11 pm, why hasn’t George said anything yet?
The moment the door slides open, he has immediate regrets.
“THE SNOW GLOWS WHITE ON THE MOUNTAIN TONIGHTTTTTT, NOT A FOOOOOOOOTPRINTTTTTTTT-“
“TO BE SEEEEEEEEEN”
What the fuck.
He turns the corner to see it’s fucking Gasly and Tsunoda’s room on blast, rgb lights flaring and the door wide open as Kimi, Carlos, Charles, Daniel, Alex, Ollie, Lando, and even fucking Lewis Hamilton himself are walking in. Unfortunately, Tsunoda’s head peeks through and spots Guanyu.
“GUANYU! Come join us! It’s disney karaoke, fifa, chocolate snacks until 3 am!”
Guanyu had to ask the obvious. “Won’t George get pissed?”
“Nah, if Lewis is here he can’t do anything.” Charles shrugs it off, pilfering some of the cat treats and mock-feeding them to Carlos, who promptly gives him the middle finger.
Welp, Guanyu supposes it couldn’t hurt.
“Lemme feed Sweetcorn first, then I’m down.”