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[notafraidofyou]

Can't talk right now. Too busy standing on my head, or skateboarding, or figuring out creative ways to cut class.

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[notafraidofyou]

...what?

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[adultwonder]

Well we've agreed on certain aesthetics. A uniform look, you know? Like a team.

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[notafraidofyou]

...Dick. You and I already look so much alike that we could be brothers. I am not growing out my hair.

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[adultwonder]

Hey, it wasn't my idea! Have you seen Keith?

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[notafraidofyou]

I've seen him. It's almost as impressive as yours.

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[adultwonder]

Thank you. But you see where I'm coming from.

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[notafraidofyou]

I see I am definitely not growing out my hair, so if that's a requirement, I'm gonna see is Cassandra wants a roommate.

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[adultwonder]

Well, I guess we can always make you wear a wig in group pictures.

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[notafraidofyou]

You have gotten so weird since we turned up here.

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[adultwonder]

Only since we got here? I must be losing my touch.

Guess it's kind of nice building up a social circle again that's not Bruce.

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[notafraidofyou]

Extra weird. You're always weird.

That's less of a problem for me than for you, but I guess it's kind of nice knowing other people.

Are you kind of jealous about how there are so many more of them than there are of us?

I'm kind of jealous.

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[adultwonder]

Maybe a little.

Though it seems like none of them get along very well.