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13 SEPTEMBER 2016; 18:45 PM EASTERN TIME
twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG]
TA: dude lii2ten
TA: ii know you 2aiid you were bu2y and all but thii2 ii2 iimportant
CG: HOW DID I KNOW THAT SOMEONE WAS GOING TO BOTHER ME EVEN THOUGH I ASKED SO NICELY FOR EVERYONE TO KINDLY FUCK OFF?
CG: IT'S LIKE YOU FUCKERS CAN'T GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL THAT HEY, KARKAT VANTAS MIGHT ACTUALLY HAVE A FUCKING LIFE. MAYBE HE WANTS TO SLEEP OR READ A BOOK. OR MAYBE HE'S AT WORK.
CG: BUT NO
CG: NORMAL HUMAN NECESSITATES SUDDENLY CEASE TO EXIST THE MOMENT MY NAME POPS UP IN YOUR BIFURCATED MIND.
CG: SO PLEASE TELL ME WHAT IS SO IMPORTANT THAT YOU MUST IGNORE MY EXPLICIT REQUESTS OF FUCKING SOLITUDE?
TA: ii'm goiing two pretend ii read all of that
TA: al2o chiill wiith the typiing ii can 2ee tho2e three dot2 haviing a fuckiing paniic attack becau2e you're pre22iing your thumb 2o hard agaiin2t your 2creen
TA: anyway
TA: now that ii can get two word2 iin, ii wa2 goiing two a2k iif you wanted two go 2ee a moviie wiith me
CG: JESUS YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE, YOU KNOW THAT?
CG: LITERALLY, HOW IMPORTANT IS SEEING A MOVIE? I'M PRETTY SURE YOU WOULDN'T HAVE DIED IF YOU WAITED UNTIL I WASN'T *BUSY* TO ASK ME THAT.
CG: BUT FINE, WHATEVER.
CG: WHAT MOVIE ARE WE TALKING ABOUT BECAUSE IF IT IS SOME SHITTY SCI-FI PIECE OF METAPHORICAL GARBAGE I'M GOING TO HAVE TO DECLINE YOUR OFFER.
TA: actually
TA: ii wa2 goiing two let you piick
CG: THAT CHANGES EVERYTHING
CG: WHAT TIME, SHITMUNCH?
TA: 2hiit uh
TA: thii2 ii2 goiing a lot better than ii expected
TA: 2even?
TA: tomorrow?
CG: YEAH THAT'S FINE.
CG: WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT IS GOING BETTER THAN YOU EXPECTED? DID YOU EXPECT ME TO RIP YOUR THROAT OUT OR SOMETHING?
TA: well, yeah kiinda
TA: iim 2ort of dii2appoiinted now
CG: OH FUCK OFF.
CG: I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
TA: eheh yeah
TA: 2ee you
carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling twinArmageddons [TA]