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10:03 P. M.
Dolly: I need someone to take me to the hospital.
Dolly: I have a steak knife in my leg.
TBTuber: WHAT
Cynnamoroll: QUE
Cynnamoroll: QUAND
L’il_Bat: literally how
Asset: Weren’t you and Lizzy supposed to be doing……stuff?
Kill-Jay: Where are your aunt and uncle?
Dolly: At a concert.
TBTuber: V and I are chilling, we’ll come get you.
TBTuber: Keep texting so I know you’re alive.
Kurovi: Was the foreplay that bad?
CaptainBiscuit: Where is Lizzy?
Dolly: She fainted
Dolly: Probably should mention
Dolly: I’m gonna need some help getting dressed
Dolly: V
Dolly: I’m not answering that question
Kurovi: Not like I really wanna know what my bitchy bestie’s like in bed or wherever the hell you guys were
L’il_Bat: how did this even happen
Dolly: Don’t ask
Kill-Jay: Why didn’t you call 911?
Dolly: I’m not paying for a ride WHEEWHOO WHEEWHOO wagon
Dolly: I mean
Dolly: It’s not like I’ll be bleeding in your car
Dolly: I didn’t take the knife out duh
Asset: What’s with the leg trauma?
Asset: Seems to be a weird coincidence.
Cynnamoroll: Don’t question it, Tessie.
Cynnamoroll: If you know what’s good for you, you won’t question it.
Asset: N!
CaptainBiscuit: Cyn.
Cynnamoroll: Oh, nyo.
Cynnamoroll: *runs from room*
3:21 A. M.
Dolly: I got stitches and lived, bitches.
Dolly: I am in severe pain
Dolly: :(