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[froodle]

A few days ago, I lent Hayley my copy of Johannes Cabal the Necromancer. I was in the kitchen making breakfast this morning when she came bursting in:

Hayley: OH MY GOD!
Froodle: What's he done now?*
Hayley: What? Oh, nothing. He's still asleep. No, you know that book I borrowed?
Froodle: Yeah?
Hayley: HORST!
#Froodle: Oh God I know!
Hayley: HOOOORRRRRRSSST!
Froodle: It is is the worst!
Hayley: But... but HORST!
Froodle: When Johannes cries, OH NO!
Hayley: What? I haven't gotten that far. I don't want to read it anymore. HORST DIES! What the fuck!
Froodle: Wait, you haven't finished it?
Hayley: No, I don't want to anymore, I'm too sad!
Froodle: But... you're like ten pages from the end. Don't you want to know-
Hayley: Fuck Johannes!
Froodle: But... no...
Hayley: I'm probably finding this more upsetting than it was supposed to be, but, OH MY FUCKING GOD! *flounces out of the kitchen*
Froodle: *yelling up the stairs to her* Do you want to borrow the sequel?
Hayley: NO! ......but yes please! *slams door*
Fatnorange: *asleep*
Froodle: She took that kind of hard, huh?
Fatnorange: *sleeps*

*He being Johnny, obv.