《midnight city | tbp groupchat (1)》billys birthday
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Billy: GUYS LET ME BACK IN ITS COLD OUT HERE
Vance: NO
Billy: YOU CANT JUST BARGE INTO MY HOUSE ON MY BIRTHDAY AND KICK ME OUT
Robin: i'm not seeing the problem
Billy: ROBIN ITS TOO EARLY FOR THIS
42069: it's 8 PM
Vance: HOWD U GET BACK IN HERE
42069: VANCE I MISSED YOU
Bruce: why are you here
42069: BRUCE I MISSED U TOO
42069: even tho ur not supporting me
Bruce: I AM.
42069: MISOGYNISTIC
Bruce: STOP
Griffin: DAMN IT ANOTHER PERSON ASKED ME IF I WAS GAY
Billy: LMFAOOOOO
Griffin: I CANT BEAT THE GAY ALLEGATIONS WHEN YOURE ALL GAY
42069: the vegetable in the fruit basket 🤗
Griffin: are you straight
42069: no i'm a lesbian
Griffin: FUCK YOU
42069: griffin i just said im a lesbian
*Bruce removed 42069*
Finney: NOOOOOO FINNEY
Billy: guys let me back in
Vance: WE ARENT DONE
Billy: DONE WITH WHAT.
Billy: AT LEAST GET ME MY CLOTHES
Gwen: why do u never have clothes
Billy: ITS ONLY HAPPENED TWICE
Gwen: IT SHOUDLNT HAPPEN AT ALL???
Billy: I HAVE CLOTHES BUT THEYRE TOO THIN AND ITS COLD
Gwen: i'm removing myself from this conversation
Finney: OKAY BILLY U CAN COME BACK IN
Billy: the door was unlocked that entire time.
Billy: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME
Robin: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!
Gwen: did you guys seriously decorate his whole house and not invite me
Finney: yes sorry
Billy: bruce just fell off the ladder
Griffin: is the ladder ok
Gwen: WHY WAS BRUCE ALLOWED ON A LADDER IN THE FIRST PLACE
Bruce: I WAS HANGING UP THE BANNER 🙁
Bruce: my arm hurts
Vance: i told you guys we should've bruce proofed the house
Billy: why does the banner say "hyppy birhay"
Finney: ROBIN
Robin: WHY WOULD U HAVE A DYSLEXIC PERSON MAKE THE BANNER
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Billy: NONO DONT WORRY I THINK THIS ADDS TO THE WHOLE
Billy: ..ESSENCE..
Vance: 😕
Bruce: i think i broke my arm
Gwen: y'all can't do shit without me
Griffin: guys i'm stuck in a bush
Bruce: HUH?????
Finney: U WERE JUST INSIDE LIKE TWO MINUTES AGO
Griffin: I WAS SETTING UP FOR THE MANHUNT GAME AND FELL OFF THE ROOF INTO A BUSH
Gwen: case proven
Bruce: WHY THE HELL WERE U ON A ROOF
Griffin: DID U NOT SAY GO UP ON THE ROOF.
Robin: WHY WOULD WE SAY THAT
Vance: billy just almost pepper sprayed me
Billy: YOU SNUCK UP ON ME
Vance: YOU WATCHED ME WALK UP TO U
Griffin: this bush is uncomfortable
Finney: ITS A MIRACLE YOU DIDNT FALL AND BREAK UR NECK
Robin: i finished the cake
Billy: CAKE OH MY GOD
Billy: ITS CHOCOLATE CAKE I LOVE CHOCOLATE CAKE
Robin: billy just passed out
Vance: WHAT THE FUCK
Robin: IDK IG HE RLY LIKES CHOCOLATE CAKE
Griffin: oh wait guys im in a tree not a bush
Finney: how do you get those two mixed up.
Griffin: THEY LOOK SIMILAR
Finney: NO THEY DO N
Finney: 🙂
Finney: I'm coming to help you.
Robin: WHAT DO I DO WITH BILLY
Vance: WAKE HIM UP
Robin: okay i'll cook him
Vance: is this the dyslexia speaking or you
Robin: neither this is conner talking
Vance: WHAT???
Finney: WHO????
Gwen: GUYS LET ME IN
Robin: I THOUGHT U WERENT SUPPOSED TO BE OUT ALONE WITH THE GRABBER LOSE
Gwen: we've been over this too many times robin
Vance: yea nobody wants her
Gwen: don't test me vance i'm loaded
Vance: YOURE WHAT
Griffin: you heard her
Vance: you either have a cross or a gun and i'm not sure which is scarier
Robin: billy just woke up saw the cake again and passed out
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Griffin: 😵
Robin: yeah like that
Griffin: nah that's me bc finney shook me out of the tree
Bruce: FINNEY.
Finney: HOW ELSE WAS I SUPPOSED TO GET HIM OUT
Griffin: and people swear he's the smart one
Finney: I AM.
Griffin: be so real rn
Finney: HOW ELSE
Griffin: you know that handy dandy ladder inside
Finney: oh
Griffin: also instructing me on how to get down since you can see better
Finney: YOU KNOW WHAT I SHOULDVE LEFT U IN THAT TREE
Griffin: BETTER THAN U SHAKING ME OUT
Griffin: YOU SHOULD'VE GOTTEN HELD BACK INSTEAD OF VANCE
Finney: HOW DARE YOU.
Gwen: me personally i wouldn't let that one slide
Vance: yeah same.. that's just me tho, like each to their own or whatever but i'd have sm to say fr
Gwen: u right u right
Robin: THANKS TO WHOEVER SCREAMED BC IT WOKE BILLY UP
Robin: oh whys bruce crying
Finney: VANCE WHATD U DO
Vance: WHYD U ASSUME IT WAS ME
Griffin: bffr
Vance: SHUT UP LITTLE BOY
Gwen: WAS IT OR WAS IT NOT YOU
Vance: I RELOCATED HIS SHOULDER
Finney: YOU
Finney: DOESNT HIS SHOULDER HAVE TO BE DELOCATED TO DO THAT
Vance: YES AND I THOUGHT IT WAS
Vance: turns out it wasn't
Robin: oh my god
Robin: take this man to a pshychatrist
Robin: pshychiatrist
Robin: pshychiatrist
Billy: a what
Robin: sigh
Robin: lady with pen
Finney: WHAT 😭
Robin: STOP
Vance: WHY WAS THAT THE FIRST EXAMPLE U THOUGHT OF
Robin: IT WORKED DID IT NOT
Bruce: i'm filing a restraining order
Vance: AGAINST WHO???
Bruce: YOU.
Bruce: STAY AWAY FROM ME AND MY ARM
Robin: LMFAOOOOO
Vance: NO IM SORRY
Vance: LET ME RELOCATE IT AGAIN
Bruce: VANCE.
Vance: BRUCE.
Bruce: i'm hiding
Billy: i ate all the cake
Gwen: HOW DID U HAVE THE TIME TO DO THAT?????
Griffin: WHY DIDNT YOU SAVE ANY FOR US???????
Billy: I DIDNT EVEN REALIZE IT WAS ALL GONE UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE
Griffin: 😕
Griffin: i'm getting an emancipation from you.
Billy: NO IM SORRY
Griffin: NO BILLY THIS IS IT
Griffin: NO MORE MR NICE GUY.
Billy: ON MY BIRTHDAY??????
Griffin: DAMN IT
Griffin: i'll have to wait until tomorrow
authors note:
ITS BILLYS AND MY BIRTHDAY 😱😱😱 EVERYONE SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BILLY
ALSO DID U GUYS SEE THIS??? BC WTF
JAW IS ON THE GROUND
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