lucian: i told you we had an open relationship teddy: when the fuck did you say that artie: my boyfriend said the same thing, but the way he said it “we’re breaking up”

slams his door. blasts, “we belong”.

╱ I JUST GOT TOLD “BEEP BEEP” BY MILES WTF THE PAIN

bangs on @lunchbcxfricnds’s door loudly and obnoxiously. “hey! hey, luce! i have a. . . a b—bone to pick with you!”

╱ what if i. . . what if deleted my artie

buys coal for himself for christmas.

minions? he doesn’t think he’s strong enough to have those things. and he’s guessing the despises communism as well.

he does?? but why??

loud blinking. . . . does he need a hug?

uh— okay— is it gonna hurt?

dunno. just thought that. . . nevermind. “i’m gonna. . . i’m gonna take it out now. . . okay?”

“okay! okay. . . geez.” he mumbled, squeezing his eyes shut as he pulled the knife out.

“i’m w—weak okay? leave me a—alone!” he struggled to get it out, whining and pouting when he finally gave up.

“i am n—not! i’m just. . . not strong.” he rubbed the back of his neck. “why’d you do that?”

artie kaspbrak is a male— no— a boy who jumps even at the sound of a pin dropping. no way they’re separated twins. . . not even second cousins.

he’s a scaredy cat okay? leave him alone! artie already has a twin anyways. they can’t be triplets. . . unless that’s why his own mom is so big.

flicks a piece of paper at @lunchbcxfricnds.

yawns.

pokes at @atauntings.