So welcome everyone.

I'm eating! Then the scenario fits because you're in high school where a lot of people eating are in class.

No. I hate in high school. No, no, no, no, no.

Yeah, I'm eating hot Cheetos in the back of the class. I don't want to be here. Well, thankfully, y'all, it's the end of the day.

So you'll get out here in a second.

And as you guys, you know, thinking damn, being 20 plus still in high school, thinking about your lives, you look out the window and see something fall to the ground, a black book.

So after class is over, you guys walk out and, and look at the book

as a group. Who wants to pick it up? Me. I pick it up. I've never watched Death Note. So me.

Oh, I'm not touching. Everyone picks up the book at the same time.

Oh, fine. I don't touch in there. I have a sixth grade reading level. Yay. You pick it up and turn it over. And on the front, it says, third year calculus. Wait, what the fuck? Kurt's diary. It says algebra two. It says PlayStation 2 game sheet codes 2004. And then we're on the ground next to it, there's another black book.

All of you pick it up at the same time. And on the front... I don't know about that book. I don't trust that one, though. It says death note. Ooh. I can't read. You're 20. You still can't read? No, that's why we're still in high school. being curious you you know, you guys steal this property and bring it out to your collective crib

because apparently all y'all live together.

You're all siblings in this scenario.

Again?

Whoa, chill you Filipino too?

Whoa.

Step brother, no.

Stop.

Stop that.

Step sister, no.

Oh, yikes. Oh, no.

Christian, I am writing your name as we speak.

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