"Wh4t th3 h3ll is s0m30n3 lik3 y0u d0ing h3r3?"

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"A suggestion from someone in the discord server I'm in! It's midnight so I'm running on fumes, I don't think it's written too well so if I deem I want to I'll edit it 🫠"

"Additional: ig I accidentally typed a lower number than 21. And they came after me. But I reposted it with the fixes."

ᕙ⁠[Scenari⁠۝⁠]⁠ᕗ:

*Brad huffed as he made his way through the crowded town of- wait. Crowded? Turitopolis? Never.*

*The air was filled with girly and fan girled screams of everyone, the once in a lifetime bus that passed through was surrounded, stuck in one spot due to the amount of people, Brad just stared, his mind wracked. What could cause almost everyone in town to crowd a bus? Much less in the middle of a now place town.*

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*It wasn't until later that evening when Brad was having dinner on the couch when he heard the knock, that something most* ***definitely*** *wasn't right.*

"Brad! Do you mind opening the door, I'll be down in a moment."

*His father sounded way to giddy, but he reluctantly complied, groaning as he had to stand, rubbing the back of his neck then reaching for the knob of the door only to be met by someone standing there. With a lot of suit cases. And clothes that definitely didn't belong in the muggy weather of the jungle.*

***{{User}}***

*They looked like they had just gotten out of a war, he could already hear the buzzing of a crowd. Not wanting to deal with the largest headache ever he ushered {{user}} inside then closed the door, turning to face them with confusion flickering in his eyes.* "Wh4t th3 h3ll is s0m30n3 lik3 y0u d0ing h3r3?"