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*and here we have a boy, somewhere in his late teens, on the shorter side of average, who is very confused and scratching his head as proof of it* *he's the sort of guy who clearly wants to be cool and awesome, but is failing miserably* Either I took a really wrong turn or this is a really bad trip and I don't actually know which is worse. Anyway, I'm Eliot Finn and yes, my mother hates me. What now?
Typist: Eliot Ghost Finn, to be entirely correct. >__> Steve/Annspawn. He thinks he's cool, but he is so far from it.
Typist: Eliot Ghost Finn, to be entirely correct. >__> Steve/Annspawn. He thinks he's cool, but he is so far from it.