Finn’s laptop’s hard drive crashed, and she can’t draw without it, and it (her tablet program) doesn’t work on my laptop, so we have no clue when we’re be able to update.
So until further notice we’ll be on break.
Sorry about this.
-Kory
You are now KARTER VANTAS. And you REALLY do NOT WANT TO BE HERE. You were actually trying to ignore everyone else, and enjoy your SHITTY VANILLA ROMANCE NOVEL.
But ONLY YOU think it’s not. You are also the ONLY ONE who thinks that you ARE NOT A MIDGET.
But you are not the only one who thinks that you are ANGRY. YOU ARE.
KARTER: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT TERRI?
TERRI: NOTH1NG
KARTER: WHY ARE YOU EVEN HERE? YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSE TO SWITCH SEATS ON THE BUS, IDIOT. OR EVEN STAND UP. DON’T YOU KNOW THE BUS RULES? EVEN IF YOU’RE BLIND, YOU’VE RIDDEN A BUS ENOUGH TIMES TO KNOW THEM.
TERRI: 1 JUST W4NT3D TO S4Y H3Y, J33333333Z K4RTER
KARTER: WELL YOU JUST DID.
KARTER: WAIT, WEREN’T YOU SITTING WITH VALERIE?
KARTER: FUCK, ARE GUYS ARE FIGHTING AGAIN?
TERRI: WH4T DO YOU M43N 4G41N?
KARTER: DON’T PLAY DUMB WITH ME YOU GUYS FIGHT WORSE THAN TWO STARVED DOGS IN A JUNK YARD FIGHTING OVER THE LAST BIT OF FLESH OFF A BIRD CARCASS. AND THAT’S ONLY HALF THE TIME.
TERRI: K4RT3R YOU DONT H4VE TO Y3LL >:[
KARTER: I’M NOT FUCKING YELLING!
DAVE: dude just shut the fuck up and go back to reading your shitty romance novel
You sit up a little straighter and lean forward when you heard the cool kid, genuinely surprised that he knew you were reading a romance novel.
KARTER: HOW DID YOU KNOW I WAS READING A-
DAVE: the shirtless guy on the cover gives it away
DAVE: besides
DAVE: its all you ever read
DAVE: like how all the movies john watches are shit
JOHN: hey!
JOHN: no they’re not!!!
JOHN: my movies rock!!
DAVE: no they fucking suck and you know it
John turns to you, a hopeful look in his bright blue eyes.
You stare back, a scowl on your face.
You cannot be the angry midget because the midget is not angry!! You are also not sure who the midget is. So you will continue to be the blind chick.
The blond chick turns around to speak to the midget.
TERRI: H3Y K4RT3R >:]
==> The angry midget is now available.
==> You are now the angry midget.
shiiiiittitiiititiititititinsd’klgxnKBXZKLNKXZ C
-Finn <3
Shityouguysknowourshipshaha
(Doesntmeanthattheyllhappenthough)
-Kory
You cannot be the laughing 8itch because you are no longer laughing.
You are no longer laughing because you are frowning. How could Terri le8ve y8u?!?!?!?! You two were having a friendly moment!
…Friends laugh at and make fun of each other, right?
But noooooooo, she got up to bug that INSUFFERABLE PRICK who’s all buddy-buddy with your VERY BEST MALE FRIEND.
And now you’re sitting alone. Doesn’t anyone know how incredibly lame that is? You would go sit with your FAVORITE FUSSY MEDDLER, but she’s with THAT BLONDE CHICK. Wait, you’re also blonde. That insult isn’t exactly cutting, either.
You sigh and slump in your seat, wondering how to make you and Terri BEST FRIENDS AGAIN.
==> Be the angry midget.
You quickly stand up and walk to the back of the bus, sniffing the air to find where Dave is. It’s easy, since the guy sitting next to him is radiating sun screen and bug repellent.
JOHN: hi, terri!
TERRI: YOU SM3LL L1K3 SUNSCR33N 4ND BUG R3P3LL3NT
Dave laughs and John pouts.
JOHN: that’s not my fault! my dad made me! he nearly tackled me with the stuff!
JOHN: he even shoved it into my bag!!!
DAVE: sure bro
DAVE: of course he did
Dave snickers and you cackle as you slide in behind the two boys.
Finn and I want to apologize so, so so much for now being on and updating!
We, uh, don’t really an excuse other than that we’ve been busy.
(Andkorykindakilledheripodbydroppingitintothetolietandsortakindalostthelogshehadwrittenalready)
We are working on the next page right now.
Seriously.
As soon as I post this, I’m going to my email to type up the next page.
Finn’s already drawing.
-Kory
