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#Naomi Arc One
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"{cps=*0.2}-- April, 201M2021 BC --{/cps}"
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scene livingroomdayalt with fade
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play music "audio/OST/west_coast_kicking.ogg" fadein 1.0
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image fang pendant unimpressed = Composite(
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# (1412, 1500),
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(1412, 1500),
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(0, 0), "fang unimpressed",
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(0, 0), "amberpendant"
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)
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show fang pendant unimpressed at scenter with dissolve
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# yalign 0.4
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# xalign 0.1
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral at scenter with easeinbottom:
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yalign -0.4
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hide fang with dissolve
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F "-I’m just saying is that he shouldn’t have tried-"
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A "Sweet tooth, you shouldn’t just kick your teacher in the nuts."
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"I growl at the phone in my hand."
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"He’s lucky he’s in college right now."
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F "I don’t want to hear it."
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A "Yeah, but still.{w=0.3} So what’s the punishment?"
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"With a huff I turn my phone around the living room, slowly being rearranged to fit more useless people."
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F "Setting up for baby bro’s going away party."
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A "D’aaawww, such a caring sister."
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show fangphonevideocall anongrin with dissolve
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"I don’t even have to turn the screen back to see Anon’s shit eating grin."
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F "Dad says I gotta clean up after, too."
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A "If you’d move out Fang-"
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hide fangphonevideocall with easeoutbottom
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show fang angry at scenter with dissolve
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F "{cps=*2.0}Trying to!{/cps}"
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show fang sad with dissolve
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pause 0.5
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hide fang with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral at scenter with easeinbottom:
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yalign -0.4
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"I finally look back at my screen and I see him giving me his soothing, calming face."
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"Even seeing that look from him stings."
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F "I didn’t mean to shout."
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A "It’s fine Fang. I’m lucky to have a dorm room, I doubt dad would’ve sprung for an apartment again."
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A "He’s still pissed about that security deposit."
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"Ah, right.{w=0.3} That was my fault."
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F "Wasn’t my fault. Reed was the one to bring the carfe."
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A "{cps=*0.5}Riiiight.{/cps} Still{w=0.3}, I thought you and Trish would be moving in together."
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# show fang angry with dissolve
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F "Fffffffffuck her. She wanted to move in with Reed instead."
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A "Really?"
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F "Really!"
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pause 1.0
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A "It was the late night jam outs, wasn’t it."
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F "No!"
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A "Ha!{w=0.3} You owe me ten bucks!"
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show fangphonevideocall anongrin with dissolve
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"Stupid Anon and his stupid bets and his stupid always being right!"
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"Damn it, I know I’m fucking blushing right now. I just fucking know it."
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A "I-"
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F "Don’t you say it!"
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A "Told-"
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F "Anon!"
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A "You-"
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F "I’ll hang up!"
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show fangphonevideocall anonconcerned with dissolve
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A "Okay okay. Sorry I asked."
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral with dissolve
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A "But what’re you gonna do now?"
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# show fang considering with dissolve
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"I exhale deeply and feel all the weight of my current predicament land on my shoulders."
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F "I don’t know. Maybe Stella-{w=0.3} what?"
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutralalt1 with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutralalt1 with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutralalt1 with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral with dissolve
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"Anon’s head is shaking rapidly and his hands are waving like crazy."
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F "I don’t see what the problem would be with Stella as a roommate."
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hide fangphonevideocall with easeoutbottom
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show fang unimpressed at sleft with dissolve
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show fangdad neutral flip at sright with easeinright
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FD "Oi!{w=0.3} Stop slackin’ Lucy. The living room ain’t gonna clean itself!"
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"Not now! I still want to talk with him!"
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show fangdad neutral at sright with dissolve
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hide fangdad with easeoutright
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A "Ah man.{w=0.3} I guess I should go?"
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hide fang with dissolve
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show fangphonevideocall anonneutral with easeinbottom:
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yalign -0.4
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"No no no! Damn it!"
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F "Urgh.{w=0.3} I need to finish this. I’m sorry Anon."
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A "It’s fine, and I wish I could be there now, but the scholarship and all…"
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A "Plus the whole dorm fumigation thing and having to change rooms."
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A "Fuckin’ roommate got lucky during it in a spare theater room."
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A "The bastard."
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A "We’ll talk later, Fang. Have fun with the party okay?"
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show fangphonevideocall call_ended_bg call_ended with dissolve:
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yalign -0.045
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# yalign 0
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"Before I can say I love him the screen fades to my wallpaper."
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"The wallpaper of me and him together on christmas."
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"I sigh one last time and pocket my phone."
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"The cool and smooth texture of polished stone makes me realize I’m holding the necklace again."
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"Anon…"
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"..."
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hide fangphonevideocall with dissolve
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stop music fadeout 2.0
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scene livingroomdayalt with fade
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play music "audio/OST/to_swagger.ogg" fadein 1.0
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show fang neutral flip at scenter with dissolve
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"Thirty minutes till Naser gets back now."
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"Everyone that came is just casually chatting, already snacking on all of mom’s better dishes."
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"Shame about dad’s guacamole though."
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"For them, that is. It may be fucking delicious but the aftermath isn’t pretty."
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"I shudder involuntarily at the thought of my last birthday party."
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"No wonder he married mom."
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"The banners hung up with thumbtacks from under the couch (and abc gum) flying gallantly above the staircase, people start to trickle in to celebrate Naser officially pissing off."
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"He got accepted into a prestigious medical school back last august."
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"Still remember him prancing around like there was ever a chance he’d get rejected."
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"I started going to community college around the same time, he has no idea the grueling experience ahead of him."
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"Then again, he does this kind of shit perfectly."
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FM "Lucy, would you be a dear and dim the lights?"
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"I snap back to reality."
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"Naser’s close school friends are all ready and perched out of sight of the entryway."
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show chadshark at scenter
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show stella happy at sleft
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with easeinleft
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"I notice one of his old team mates even brought Stella along when I turn the light knob."
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hide stella
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hide chadshark
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with dissolve
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scene home fang dim with fade
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# home_fang_dim with fade
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"Maybe Anon was right in his rant a few weeks ago about girls having it easier?"
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"Nah, that’s bullshit."
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show fang neutral flip at scenter with dissolve
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"Trish comes barreling in through the door like there’s a blizzard outside."
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show trish happy at tleft with easeinleft
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T "Fang! It took a while but Reed’s distracted!"
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show fang happy with dissolve
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F "Oh thank fuck."
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F "Definitely don’t need him being arrested today of all days."
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show fangdad neutral flip at sright with easeinright
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FD "Arrested for what?"
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show fang surprised with dissolve
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pause 0.5
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show trish very happy with dissolve
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show fang happy with dissolve
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FangAndTrish "For being the most wanted guy in Volcano high."
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"That line doesn’t work anymore but he hasn’t given me a new one yet."
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F "Do you need anything else, Dad?"
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FD "Don’t think so. Your mother’s got an entire bakery going at once in the kitchen, but she hasn’t needed help before."
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FM "Dear!"
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pause 0.5
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ease_cubic 3.0 xalign 2.0
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"The old man limps back towards the kitchen, shoulders slightly hung about being fucking told by mom in seconds."
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show trish neutral with dissolve
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F "Okay, spill.{w=0.3} How?"
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T "I asked Rosa to clear some time for him. She took it to mean a classic date night."
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F "Could’ve just told him Stella’s boyfriend would be here, he’d stay miles away."
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T "Figured he’d forgotten by now, you know him."
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F "Right, and what about you? Last time you threw a glass of juice on the old man."
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F "We seriously don’t need any arrests tonight."
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"Trish blows a raspberry and looks away."
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T "Maybe if he wasn’t such a pig."
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F "*Ahem*"
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T "You know what I mean. I’m telling you, him and Moe are-"
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Moe "‘Lucy! Yer ma sayz Nasah is on ‘is ways!"
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F "Shit, hide!"
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"Everyone in the room scatters, hiding as best they can in our living room."
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"I even see Stella and the old varsity Football captain dive into the closet."
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"The door creaks open and Naomi leads Naser in slowly."
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show Naser neutral flip at sleft with easeinleft
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Nas "-are Mom and Dad dancing again? I can’t see-"
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#remove dimming effect here
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"I twist the dimmer knob to full brightness, making Naser shade his eyes."
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Nas "Wha-"
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Everyone "SURPRISE!"
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F "Naomi’s pregnant!"
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NaserAndNaomi "WHAT!?"
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FM "GRANDBABIES?!?!"
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"Dad swats my crest with one hand."
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FD "No, since you’re leaving us for college next week your Mother thought we should throw you a going away party."
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FM "Oh, yes, I invited all your school friends, too."
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"I see the little gerbil on a treadmill in his head spinning aimlessly until comprehension dawns on him that his privacy has been violated."
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Nas "Oh.{w=0.3} My yearbook."
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FM "Don’t worry dear, I put it back in your dirty laundry pile where it was left!"
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"Aside from the peanut gallery this is fairly standard dinner banter."
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Nas "Moooooooooomm, not in front of my friends."
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Chet "Chill man, we know how it is, your Mom is just gonna miss you."
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"The other track members nod in agreement."
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N "It’s great everyone came! Let’s all enjoy the party!"
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"A holler of agreement and the whole thing kicks off as though it had been going on for hours already."
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"I make a beeline for the food table with Trish, stealing enough grub to keep me sated through the whole ordeal."
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"Ordinarily I’d just hole up in my room and annoy everyone by playing ‘Frankly I Did Do a Little Winning’, but…"
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"Damn skinnie costing me two hours of my life by resolving blood feuds."
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"Whatever, it’s not like these jocks want to talk with me."
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"But Stella, jeez she’s got the attention of all the boys."
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T "It’s weird, right?"
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F "I know. Like, how?"
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T "I mean, I’ve seen her talking a lot with that hot dog chick that’s near your place."
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F "What are you implying?"
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T "C’mon, you gotta admit her set up is a little seedy."
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F "She’s chill, Trish. Not some kinda… multitasking prostitute."
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T "Pffft. Not even."
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"Ah, I know that pout well."
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F "No vegan options?"
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T "Herbies matter!"
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"Dad’s head whips around at Trish’s shout."
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"The room’s temperature drops as the two glare at each other."
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F "Trish!"
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"I give her a quick reality check with my elbow."
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"Everyone awkwardly returns to their own tiny dinner talk, Dad getting the patented look from Mom as she pulls him aside."
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T "He’s SO a dirty cop."
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F "And you would’ve been in cuffs again."
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"Trish’s small chuckle is enough to know she won’t actually start another argument tonight."
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"I scan the room again as I nibble on some of the tiny sandwiches Mom made."
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"Aside from Stella being swarmed by boys three times her size, Chet and Naser are bro-ing it up with some crazy looking handshake and Naomi is talking with mom."
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T "You’re doing it again."
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"Hm?"
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"Oh."
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"My thumb circles softly over the surface of polished stone."
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T "Anon texted me earlier, y’know."
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F "Really?"
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T "He said you owe him ten bucks."
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"FFFFFFFFFFFF-"
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F "{cps=*0.6}FFFFFFFFFFFFFFuuuuuuuuuuuuck.{/cps}"
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T "You gonna tell me why?"
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F "No!"
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"Oh no, not the sad eyes."
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"Damn it."
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F "May have made a bet on the roommate thing."
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"Trish tries to headbutt me, but I already have her at arm’s length with my palm on her face."
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F "For your info, I bet in your favor."
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"Trish finally relents, leaning back against the wall."
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T "I just got out of a loud house, Fang. I’d like to experience having a good night’s sleep for the first time in my life."
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F "Yeah and leave a sister out in the cold."
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F "What am I gonna do now?"
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F "It’s not like I can move in with Anon."
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F "Unlike Naomi and Naser."
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"I want to be jealous."
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"Thinking about how they get what I want so badly."
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"But even with Naser’s scholarship, Dad’s spending so much for him."
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"But…"
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"Naser deserves it."
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"He deserves the fucking world after putting up with me."
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"I glance over to him nervously trying to bridge some conversation with Mom and his teammates."
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"Naomi of course close behind him to direct the whole thing."
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unknown "Hey!"
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"Someone calls to me from across the room."
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"Oh, it’s just the ex-captain of the football team."
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"Still wonder how Stella managed to catch this guy."
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Team member "Hey, you’re the chick that played during prom last year, right?"
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Team member "Come on, play somethin’ and liven up the place a bit!"
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"The other track team members holler in agreement."
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"Trish isn’t facing me but she has an odd look going on there."
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F "Well, hey, it happened."
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T "Oh boy."
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F "Was it just like you always imagined?"
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"She smirks and looks at me from the corner of her eye."
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T "There was a bit more groveling involved."
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T "I kind of forgot about it, honestly."
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T "You gonna play?"
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F "Eh, sure, why the fuck not."
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F "I was getting bored anyway."
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"I high five Trish as I pass her by."
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"In my room I take the time to consider which weapon I want to slay it with."
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F "What would he pick? Probably at random."
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F "Aha! I got it."
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"I set down my three favorites at the foot of my bed and sprinkle some cracker crumbs in front of them."
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"Then with a quick tap of my foot I let my most loyal minion decide."
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"RAYmba’s mechanical mouth makes quick work of the crumbs, choosing first my good ole’ artcore hollowbody."
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F "Good boy!"
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"I quickly tune my proffered weapon, watching as RAYmba finishes it’s dinner before returning to it’s dock."
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"I pat my robotic pet for doing an amazing job and head back to my waiting audience."
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"Only to nearly get kneecapped by Naomi’s stupidly fat tail."
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"Who would even like a girl with such a disgusting, lardy tail."
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"Unlike mine."
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F "What the fuck!"
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"She scowls."
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F "Were you trying to bust my knee? You stupid beige bitch."
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N "I didn’t mean too. I was simply heading for the bathroom up here. It seems that Chet and-or Stella are currently using the other bathroom."
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"She turns her nose and continues down the hallway."
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"I’m half-tempted to brain her with my beloved guitar."
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"Feh."
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"I turn and make my way down the steps."
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"Trish scooches to give me enough space on the stairs to set the guitar on my knee to play."
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F "What should I start with, do you think?"
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T "Shit, it’s been forever since we heard ‘My Fucking Maw, Man’."
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F "Wasn’t it called ‘I’m Way Too Hungover’?"
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T "No, Reed just fell backwards when he told us and didn’t bother correcting himself."
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"Sounds like something he’d do, yeah."
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"Most of the party-goers are already looking my way in anticipation."
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"I run the first few stanzas in my head a couple of times and begin strumming."
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"My fingers glide along the fretboard easily enough and my pick wildly plucks the cords."
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"The party is cheering and stamping out a drum beat for me to play to."
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"Even Trish beside me is joining in on the makeshift metronome."
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"I let loose a hard and fast rift, taking the chance to actually feel out the crowd."
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"All of the jocks and even Stella are loving this."
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"I can see Dad’s snear slowly vanish as Mom repeatedly steps on his foot."
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"Naomi’s the last one I look at, and I’m expecting one of her vicious sneers."
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"Instead she’s looking like someone took all her hopes and dreams and flushed them down the drain."
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"I nearly miss my next note, so I focus back on my guitar."
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"With an extra flourish I end the punk song with a fist pump."
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"The room hollers, demanding more amazing music from me."
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"But…"
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F "Oi! I’m just the ambiance, pricks."
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F "It’s baby bro’s party, after all."
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"With the spotlight on Naser now I decide to just sit back on the stairs."
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T "Still gonna play?"
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F "Eh… Thinking something slower now."
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F "Dad’ll pitch a fit if they start a mosh pit."
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"We chuckle together, my fingers now lazily strumming a mellow tune for the party."
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"It’s a simple song, one I’ve learned perfectly from granny."
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"So perfectly I can look out as everyone else chats and enjoys the calmer atmosphere."
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"Naser and Chet have started arm wrestling."
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"Stella and some of Naser’s old teammates are talking like crazy about something."
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St "-and it’s like wrestling!"
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unknown "No way, that sounds retarded!"
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unknown "Yeah, spaceships awrasslin’?!"
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St "Yeah way! It’s really cool!"
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Chet "It really is, bros! We’ve been marathonin’ it er’ry weekend!"
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"The jocks start jeering and tossing their solo cups at him."
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"Giving Naser the chance to finally win."
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"Both Chet and Naser sheepishly hold a hand behind their heads while Naser gets showered in praise from his parents."
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"Naomi ducks under his other arm and embraces him, rubbing muzzles together."
|
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"Wait, no. That didn’t happen."
|
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"Only Naomi did the nuzzling."
|
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"Nah, those two are a whole room away, probably didn’t see it right."
|
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"When they separate Naser follows Chet back to the enthralling conversation on wrestling spaceships or whatever with Stella."
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"A purple hand breaches my line of sight."
|
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T "Hey, Fang! Hellooo!"
|
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F "Yeah?"
|
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T "You bridged that last song into Mussolini Macho Mystery perfectly, you didn’t even notice?"
|
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"I just now realize I am, in fact, playing a completely different song than when I started."
|
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"Trish and I continue making small talk through the rest of the party while I keep the ambience upbeat."
|
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"One of the track members spills some popcorn on the floor below him."
|
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"I should start thinking of ways to get out of cleanup."
|
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stop music fadeout 3.0
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