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label chapter_4:
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#Music class
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scene black with fade
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play music 'audio/OST/Skinrow Soul.ogg'
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show outside school fog
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"-The Following Monday Morning-"
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"I haven’t been able to focus much lately."
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"My original plan is in absolute tatters."
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"As opposed to staying silent and not facing any conflict, I’m now all buddy-buddy with the school reject club."
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"And then there’s Naser and Naomi as well, and all their issues…"
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"At any moment I feel I’m going to get found out."
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"Trish would certainly beat me senseless."
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"Fang might as well…"
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"Definitely Naser."
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"All this shit happening, I can’t even get into my favorite hobby."
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"I don’t think I’ve made a single forum post in three days."
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"I stare down at my phone screen and see a sea of threads to post in."
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"And yet, I have nothing to say."
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"Wait, it’s already seven?!"
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"Fuck me, I dragged my feet too much!"
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"I sprint the rest of the way to school."
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scene classroom with fade
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"Luckily, I’m able to slink into homeroom without the teacher molesting me for a tardy pass."
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"Classes tick by in the daily slog, and like all things, lunch eventually comes to pass."
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scene cafeteria with dissolve
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show anon neutral flip at sright
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"I grab a packaged lunch from the omnivore line and begin looking for a place to sit."
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"By now it’s a foregone conclusion, I already know what happens next."
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N "Anon!"
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"Right on cue."
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show naomi neutral at sleft with moveinleft
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show naser neutral behind nanomi with moveinleft:
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xalign 0.25 yalign -0.0
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"Naomi rushes over, followed by Naser. I’d really rather not deal with her anymore today."
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N "Come on, Anon, let's continue our conversation from earlier!"
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"I need to think of something, and fast."
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A "Err, sorry. I already promised Fang I’d be eating with her."
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"Smooth."
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N "Oh..."
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"Oh!"
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"I’m glad to hear you’re trying to be better friends with Fang!"
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Nas "Well hey, this is a welcome surprise!"
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A "Right. Actually, she doesn’t eat in the cafeteria, does she?"
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Nas "Didn’t she tell you? She hangs out with her band in the auditorium."
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A "She’s allowed to do that?"
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N "I’ve asked Principal Spears before, he sees no issue with it."
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A "Huh. Anyways, I uh… Don’t want to keep them waiting!"
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Nas "See you."
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N "Have fun!"
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A "Right. Bye!"
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hide naser with moveoutleft
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hide naomi with moveoutleft
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"I turn away from the two and leave them behind in the cafeteria."
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scene auditorium
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"Now that i’m in front of the auditorium when it isn’t crowded for once, I can get a decent look around the foyer."
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"The walls are as vine-covered as anywhere else in the building, but the ones here have small magenta flowers blooming on them here and there."
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"I suppose there’s different kinds of vines, wouldn’t make much sense otherwise. Never really thought about it until now."
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"I peer into the small window in the door to see Fang’s gang lazing about within. Reed is messing with some box on a table, and Fang and Trish are sitting on the first row of seats chattering to each other."
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"I put my hand on the doorhandle and hesitate a bit. Then I pull it open."
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"The squeak of the door echoes through the near empty auditorium, and immediately all three turn their heads and stare."
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"There’s an awkward pause that goes on for just a bit too long. Eventually Fang calls out from her seat."
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show fang shocked at scenter with dissolve
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play music 'audio/OST/Fuck You I Like This Chick.ogg'
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F "What the hell are you doing here, dweeb?"
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hide fang shocked
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show fang neutral at scenter
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show anon neutral flip at sright
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A "Hiding from Naomi."
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"Fang throws her head back and goes limp on the shitty wooden chair."
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F "UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGHHHHHH, THAT BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH."
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show fang considering
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"..."
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A "..."
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F "..."
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A "..."
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"Fang lifts her head back up."
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show fang unimpressed with dissolve
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F "Ffffffffine, you can stay."
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"I go sit a few yards away from Fang and Trish on the theater seat. Reed turns back to that device he was messing with before."
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"Looks like a projector?"
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A "You don’t like Naomi?"
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show fang angry with dissolve
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F "What was your first fuckin’ clue? That stupid bitch, acting all high and mighty all the time."
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T "Hey, Fang."
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F "Oh look at me I’m super smart and nice to everyone and everyone likes me so if you disagree with me I get the moral high ground no matter what!"
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"Fang lets out some combination of a snort and a sigh."
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F "No different than Naser. What a couple."
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F "Ugh, whatever. What was she doing to bother you?"
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A "She’s been pestering me about every little thing since school started. Granted, she’s been a big help in some cases, but jeez she’s overbearing sometimes."
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show trish neutral at tleft with dissolve
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T "Fang?"
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F "I’ll say. Sometime in the first semester she ended up helping me with a major science project. We only had a day to do the whole thing."
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A "You waited until the last day for a major grade?"
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F "It… That doesn’t matter. Shut up."
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F "Anyways, Naomi insisted on helping me, and I just went along with it. She ended up just bossing me around for eight hours."
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show trish indignant
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T "HEY GUYS DID YOU FORGET I’M HERE TOO?!"
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show fang neutral flip with dissolve
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F "Oh, right. What were you talking about Trish?"
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show trish neutral
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"Trish pulls a cardboard tube out of her backpack. She pops the top of the tube open and pulls a rolled up poster out and unfurls it."
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T "This! Tada! Our first poster!"
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A "VVURM DRAMA? That’s an… interesting name… and what’s with the date on it?"
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F "Trish wants-"
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T "We need to have an actual show! Not some dumb school show. We need actual people who matter to show our genius to!"
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"Genius? More like retardation."
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show fang sad with dissolve
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F "I don’t know Trish."
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A "Yeeeaaaaahhhh I’m with Fang on this one."
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show fang neutral
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show trish unimpressed
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"The glare Trish levels at me was akin to a very dull knife."
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T "You don’t even know how good we are!"
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T "That was simply a practice session!"
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T "Since you’re Naser’s friend too, just know HE ruined our first concert. Right Fang?"
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F "Ugh, yeah. If he hadn’t invited all those cocksuckers…"
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A "Still I think-"
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show trish angry with dissolve
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T "It doesn’t matter what YOU think!"
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"Whoa, where did that come from."
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show fang happy with dissolve
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F "Let’s drop it for now. My tuna sandwich is getting cold."
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show trish smug
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"Trish grins in victory."
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Re "Dude… ya got told…"
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"What the fuck am I doing? I’m dead if I out myself here outnumbered"
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"Trish tore at me like she knew I was there."
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"Had to happen EVENTUALLY."
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"I hope that’s not the case."
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show trish neutral
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"I finally get to opening my omnivore lunch. A BLT, some chicken nuggets, and an orange."
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"I take my first bite of the sandwich and-"
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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"*DING-DONG BING-BONG*"
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"Are you kidding me."
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"I cram as much of the sandwich into my mouth as I can and close the box."
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"Reed puts the projector in the corner of the room, and Trish makes for the exit with Fang. I follow after, cheeks still filled with food"
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scene hallway with fade
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show fang happy flip at scenter with dissolve
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show anon neutral at aleft with dissolve
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"Next class is… Music, that’s right. I’ll be walking with Fang then."
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show hallway
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play music 'audio/OST/Appreciating the Moment.ogg'
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"The three all wave each other goodbye and Fang turns towards our shared class."
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"May as well make some small talk."
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A "So, uh… What’s your favorite band, Fang?"
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F "My favorite band, huh…"
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F "Guess it’d be something like The Skinks… Maybe the Fossillies?"
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A "‘Oi, tha’ ‘ere’s sum pre’ey bri’ish tayste, yeah?"
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F "Pffft."
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"She turns away to hide her snickers."
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F "Shut it."
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F "I’m sure your favorite is much better."
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A "I’m into…"
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#>>Boomer rock
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#>>Obscure hipster shit
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#>>Anime openings and video game OSTs
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menu:
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"Boomer rock":
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jump regardlessofselect
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"Obscure hipster shit":
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jump regardlessofselect
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"Anime openings and video game OSTs":
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jump regardlessofselect
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label regardlessofselect:
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"Fang holds a hand up to her beak."
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F "AHAHAHAHAHAHHA. God you are such a dweeb"
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"I flash her my biggest shit-eating grin."
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A "Least I don’t need a ‘loisence’ to listen to it."
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F "Oi luv, didn’ share me taystes to get rallied on, bit rewd, innit?"
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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scene black with fade
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"The two of us banter with each other with increasingly strong british accents all the way to class."
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scene classroom with fade
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"..."
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play music 'audio/OST/Dragging on and on....ogg'
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show bandroom
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"ARGH!! This stupid-"
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"Define a Treble clef? I don’t know what a Treble clef is! I don’t care about this shit, it won’t ever be useful."
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"Fuck this, who can I cheat off of?"
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"I lean back in my uncomfortable chair hoping to pop my spine back in place."
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N "{i}Oh! What if you asked Fang for help?{/i}"
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"I crane my head, looking for Fang. At her own desk she’s filling out her assignment page easily, drumming her fingers on her desk. Almost looks like she’s strumming honestly."
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"Agh, and that’s another thing. Who the fuck made guitars?! Fuck trying to memorize frets or whatever the fuck."
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"Oh shit, she’s looking at me now."
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"She tilts her head and taps her sheet."
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"OH!"
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"I respond with an eyeroll and finger gun at my temple. My thumb hammer drops and I fake die in my seat."
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"Fang shakes her head, returning to her assignment with a tiny smile gracing her beak."
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"I look at the papers we need to finish. Fuck me, how the hell are we suppose to finish these by the end of class?!"
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N "It can’t hurt to ask, though, right?"
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"Maybe the neon Nero had a good point."
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"Still, interrupting her now might piss her off."
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"FFFFFfuck. I’ll flip a coin."
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#>>> Heads, ask Fang for help
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#>>> Tails, leave Fang alone
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menu:
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"Heads, ask Fang for help":
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jump Heads
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"Tails, leave Fang alone":
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jump Tails
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#>> Heads, ask Fang for help
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label Heads:
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$ fangscore += 1
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play music 'audio/OST/Appreciating the Atmosphere.ogg'
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"Guess that’s that."
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"May as well get it over with."
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"I slink out of my chair and go around to Fang’s desk."
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show anon neutral at aleft with dissolve
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A "Uh...."
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show fang shocked flip at sright with dissolve
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"She jumps in her chair"
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F "How’d you get- don’t scare me like that!"
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A "Sorry…"
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hide fang shocked flip with dissolve
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show fang neutral flip at sright
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"I look at her work and see she’s only a quarter done. Fuck, I hope we have enough time."
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A "sooo… You seem to be capable of deciphering dead languages."
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F "Wha-"
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A "canyouhelpmewiththis?!"
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F "Help you with the assignment?"
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A "....Yes. I don’t get any of this. It’s all moon runes to me."
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F "How’d you even join this class?"
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A "Only elective that had an open spot. Even though it’s mid semester and I’m expected to be at the level of everyone that’s been here all year."
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"Fang leans her head down and holds her hand on top of her muzzle."
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"I’m guessing that’s supposed to be like pinching the bridge of your nose."
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F "Whatever, it’s fine if the teacher gives the greenlight."
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show reed king rex with moveinleft:
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xalign -0.35 yalign 0.0
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Re "It’ll be fine."
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"Fang and I jump several inches."
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F "What are you doing here?!"
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A "And what’s with the costume?"
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"Reed is in an overly large inflatable T-rex costume."
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Re "Gotta get a signature for this absent note, man…"
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Re "Anyways... Mr. Jingo doesn’t care about if you use, like, partners and stuff… He just wants the work done…"
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A "I… I see. I didn’t know you were also the school mascot, Reed."
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Re "There’s, like, pockets in here man… You get to bring a lot of cool stuff… As long as you clean it after…"
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"I’m not even going to bother at this point."
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F "Thanks, Reed."
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Re "s’all good, man…"
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"Reed gets up and goes to the teachers’ desk in the corner of the room."
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hide reed king rex with moveoutleft
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"I turn back to Fang expectantly."
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F "I’m not getting up. Get your crap and sit down already."
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A "Thanks."
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"..."
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jump PostFlip
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#>>Tails, leave Fang alone.
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label Tails:
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"Guess that settles it."
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"Fang wouldn’t want to be bothered right now anyways."
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"Looking back to my paper, I try once again to make sense of the questions and music notes."
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"Write the following notes in both Treble and Bass clef."
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"...What?"
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show reed king rex flip at rcenter
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Re "Yo, you should have like... asked Fang for help, man…"
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"I have to grab the desk to keep myself from falling out of my chair."
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A "Reed, what the fuck are you doing here?!"
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Re "Just getting an absent note signed by teach, man…"
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A "And what’s with the outfit?!"
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"Reed is in an overly large inflatable T-rex costume."
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Re "School mascots are pretty cool… You wouldn’t believe the things they let you do with these…"
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"I’m not going to ask for clarification."
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Re "But, uhh… You should get some help or something…"
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Re "I’ll ask the teacher for you…"
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A "No, Reed, you don’t have to-"
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Re "YO, TEACH! THIS GUY NEEDS SOME EXTRA HELP!"
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"All eyes turn to us. The desk makes a nice ‘conk’ sound when my head hits it."
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show jingo at sleft
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jingo "Does he really?"
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jingo "Err… Someone… Fang! You help him with the packet."
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"Fang glares daggers at the two of us."
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A "Thanks, Reed."
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Re "Hey, no problem man! I gotta go…"
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hide reed
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"Reed shuffles over to the teachers’ desk in the corner to get his signature."
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"Fang calls out from her chair."
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F "I’m not getting up. If you need help grab your stuff and get over here."
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"The damage is done. May as well at this point."
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"..."
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scene classroom with fade
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show fang angry flip at sright
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show anon neutral at aleft
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jump PostFlip
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label PostFlip:
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F "Jesus... you suck at this"
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A "No shit, I don’t know what half this shit is!"
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F "God, they tell you about treble notes in Elementary, it’s E, G, B, D, F for treble and G, B, D, F, A for bass!"
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A "How the hell do you know any of this"
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"Anon then realized, he is horrendously fucking stupid."
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F "I’ve been into playing music since pre-k"
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"... Roll with it"
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A "So does it take that long to learn that horrid thing?"
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"I point at the class’ electric guitar"
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show fang neutral flip with dissolve
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F "Nah, I started with piano. I didn’t get my first guitar ‘til freshman year."
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A "The piano? Isn’t that the hardest one?"
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"I have no clue what i'm talking about"
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F "Maybe for some, but I started early and got ahead. My grandma had an old piano she would let me mess around with."
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F "She would try to get me to play all kinds of songs, mostly church stuff because she wanted me to be a little goodie two shoes like she was. It... was fun."
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F "Then I started taking piano lessons privately because my mom saw that I was interested in it, and in middle school I joined the band for awhile!"
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show fang happy flip
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F "Only quit because of marching season, I was not wearing a dumb uniform."
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show fang unimpressed flip
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"Fang gets a strange expression, a mix between a blush and a scowl as she returns back to her snappy attitude."
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F "You done with that yet? It's taking you way too long, rather have you out of my way."
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"Cute."
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"I show her the half-finished worksheet."
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A "I still don’t get this fucking part."
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F "It’s literally three classifications, it’s really easy"
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A "It doesn’t list them!"
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F "Did you even read the page?"
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"Fang then grabs the paper and points at the top right. In a small box is a list of three types, woodwind, brass, and percussion."
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A "Oh..."
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F "You need me to still help you with this or do you have it from here?"
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"Of course I have it, I know this shit, it's just 3 catagories"
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"Percussion is simple enough. Getting the differences between woodwind and brass is a bit harder."
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A "Right. You know your stuff. Band stuff."
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play music 'audio/OST/Summertime Synth.ogg'
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"I heard a sigh from Fang"
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F "I can’t believe this."
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A "What is it?"
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F "Why did you leave your old school?"
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A "Wh-"
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A "Where did that come from?"
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F "Just wondering, though I think I know the answer."
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A "Why do you care?"
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F "You’re here for just two weeks and already you’ve wedged yourself in with my friends."
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A "I didn’t really have a choice there, Fang."
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A "I just...wanted to cruise through this year. I’m not good with friends."
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F "Sorry, just had a feeling. I myself haven’t gotten many new friends in a few years..."
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F "It’s like I make people avoid me... I don’t like new people…"
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A "That's weird."
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F "Fuck em', you know?"
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A "Sure."
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F "You act like you have a hard time socializing, I’m not seeing it."
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F "Makes me think you didn’t leave your school out of necessity, but because you really must have fucked up royally."
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F "I know your kind."
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"I-I, what did Fang mean by that? It all just came out of nowhere - I mean jeez-"
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"We’re talking about how she can’t get friends and now she wants to know about THAT…"
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"Oh God. I’m getting hot."
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"It’s Trish. She told Fang and she knows everything."
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"Play dumb? Hopefully that will work."
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A "I have no clue what you’re talking about."
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F "Honestly? Me neither."
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show fang neutral flip with dissolve
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F "You’re just some loser that knows NOTHING about music."
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F "And yet you come in from your cave where even their parents must’ve wanted you gone."
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F "But still you’re now BOTH my science and music partner, on top of worming your way in with MY band and with MY friends-"
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F "Anon, what is there TO understand?"
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show fang happy flip with dissolve
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"She’s laughing."
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A "..."
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F "Hey, you ok?"
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A "..."
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F "That’s funny, come on."
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A "..."
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A "Haha."
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show fang neutral flip with dissolve
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F "I'll almost miss you when you leave and start finding your own friends."
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A "Whatever you say, Fang."
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"With a roll of her eyes she returns to scrolling through her phone again. I seriously wonder now what she meant."
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F "I gotta go."
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A "Y-you’re leaving so soon?"
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F "I’m going to the bathroom, stupid."
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hide fang neutral flip
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show fang neutral at sright
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hide fang neutral with moveoutleft
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"..."
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play music 'audio/OST/you can_t sage here.ogg'
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"She knows."
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"But how?!"
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"She left her phone on the desk."
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"I can see the imprint of the password being illuminated by the room’s lamps"
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"It… It wouldn’t be right."
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"...I have to know."
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"I reach over to pick up the phone."
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"Some movement in the corner of my eye solidifies me."
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"Why’s Reed still here?!"
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Re "..."
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A "..."
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Re "... {i}*snrrrk*{/i}"
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"Oh thank Raptor Jesus. He’s asleep."
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"Fang’s password is…"
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"Wait, only the ‘one’ key is smudged?"
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"I guess it’s worked until now…"
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"Ah, the messenger app."
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#TODO: IMPLEMENT MESSAGING GUI
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#do we even have time for this?
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#maybe this will be a post release update
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#lmao as if
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#--refer to Writer1 for the entirety of the texting part as he wants it to be more interactive.
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"... There’s surprisingly not a lot."
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"Seems they interact mostly in person."
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"...What did I even just accomplish?"
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"I shouldn’t have looked."
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"All because of my paranoia… I just violated someone’s privacy."
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"I can feel a pit open in my stomach."
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"I shouldn't have done it."
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"Trish is Fang’s friend. Not me."
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"God damn it, Anon. The fuck is wrong with you."
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"I set the phone back where it was."
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"A glance back at Reed and I confirm that he’s still unconscious."
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play music 'audio/OST/Bayside Bumming it.ogg'
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"What’s another secret to keep?"
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"Each one just building on the last, the growing maw in my gut threatens to make me violently ill."
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show fang unimpressed flip at sright with moveinright
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F "Oi!"
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"I’m startled as Fang retakes her seat."
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F "Did you manage to do {i}anything{/i} on the sheet?"
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"I simply shake my head as I show her the incomplete worksheet."
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show fang angry flip with dissolve
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"Fang sighs frustratedly."
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A "Look if I’m being a bother-"
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F "It’s simple you dweeb."
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show fang neutral flip with dissolve
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"Fang began breaking down the questions, her tone less condescending than when we initially started."
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"The way she explained it was infinitely better than how Mr. Jingo did at the start of class."
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"Over time the sheet was slowly filled in, things finally starting to click now."
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F "Looks like you got the hang of this bit. Good job, dork."
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"Fang smirks a bit."
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"I see a chance to strike."
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A "Helps to have an actual decent teacher."
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show fang surprised flip with dissolve
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"The slight red tint tells me I was right on the mark."
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"There’s also the steady *thump thump thump* of her tail on the back of her seat to clue me in. I can’t help thinking of tugging on the appendage."
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"Wait, the thumping."
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"*Thump thump… thump thump thump… thump thump… thump thump thump*"
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A "Hey uh… Is… Is your tail drumming right now?"
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F "Hm? Oh, that. Kinda."
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show fang neutral flip with dissolve
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A "Kinda?"
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F "I’m feeling out a rhythm. Thinking of a new song."
|
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A "Is that normally part of the creative process?"
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F "Maybe, maybe not. Are you done with the packet yet?"
|
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"I groan."
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A "Still got half a page left."
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F "That’s just a crossword puzzle. I’m not helping if you can’t do even that."
|
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A "I know, I know."
|
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"I have to resort to good ol’ logic to solve the crossword. The longest and shortest words are easy enough to figure out."
|
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A "But, uhh…"
|
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F "Hm?"
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A "Thanks for helping me. With the assignment I mean."
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show fang considering flip with dissolve
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F "Uhh… Yeah. Sure."
|
||
"There’s that red tint again."
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F "I’ll help again… I mean, if you need it."
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A "Really? Thanks."
|
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F "Yeah, just-"
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show fang neutral flip
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"*DING-DONG BING-BONG*"
|
||
"That’s the bell telling us to piss off to the last period. Crap, I still got a few words left."
|
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scene black with fade
|
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"I guess the last few words and rush over to the teachers’ desk to turn it in. When I turn back I catch sight of Fang leaving the room in a hurry, tail between her legs."
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Nas "{i}She’s not that bad once you get to know her.{/i}"
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"Guess he was right after all."
|
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stop music fadeout 1.0
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scene black with fade
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||
"God, I feel like a jerk now."
|
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"..."
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return |