On being reserved

[robotfightclub]

Let me get this straight. You drop me from one game that happens to have a good chunk of the team there, just to throw me at another that...doesn't.

No, great, thanks. Appreciate it.

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[stabbywheelfeet]

Huh.

Well.

Your loss then, I guess.

[robotfightclub]

Yeah, poor me. How about filling me in?

[stabbywheelfeet]

About what?

[oh you asshole grow up already.]

[robotfightclub]

Why you have a fragged up face. No, what do you think?

[stabbywheelfeet]

I don't. You're just jealous.

You might have to be specific.

[robotfightclub]

Forget it. I'll just ask Mirage when he takes me to his Tomato Patio or whatever it's called.

[stabbywheelfeet]

[Oh no gurl you did not.]

...

When he what now?

[robotfightclub]

[Oh? Did you not like that?]

Hm? Sorry. You might have to be specific.

[stabbywheelfeet]

He's not taking you to Tomato Patio.

[robotfightclub]

Funny, I don't recall that being up to you.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Why would he even want to.

[robotfightclub]

Because we're friends and he has this strange habit where he likes to show me things.

[stabbywheelfeet]

... Right.

Sure.

You know what? Tell your mun you don't need to come to Nautilus.

[robotfightclub]

You know, I think I'm gonna start pushing for it now. See you soon.

[stabbywheelfeet]

Oh no.

No, no. No you don't.

[robotfightclub]

Working on the app right now. I'll even sign it. Make it real big so you can see it.

[stabbywheelfeet]

I hope the Labyrinth eats you.