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In between a few more spoonfuls of that <span class="mu-b">CRAaAaAAZY SOUP,</span> you can’t help but fixate on Eddie as he quietly retrieves that <span class="mu-b">NOTEBOOK</span> of his from his pocket and starts jotting down notes. <span class="mu-r">GEEK ALERT!</span>
“Pretty sure he’s jottin’ down ideas, cupcake.” Ly explains. Hey, <span class="mu-i">yea</span>, you grunt, these jerks are <span class="mu-r">FILM STUDENTS,</span> aren’t they? Are they still planning on making a movie of this dumpster fire, or what?
“Assuming we survive, yea!.” Tucker nods, eyes lighting up at the word ‘<span class="mu-i">Movie</span>’! “... Assuming, um, we still have your permission, of course.”
“No sweat, Stan–” Eddie chimes in as he looks up from his mad scrawlings, “Everyone’s gonna want to hear the lowdown on what went down here–you leave it to us and we’ll all be the talk of the town–and the <span class="mu-i">WORLD</span>, maybe!”
“The <span class="mu-i">film</span> world, that is.” Adds Tucker. “Which might as well be the whole world nowadays.”
You can’t help but feel a little giddy at that–assuming these nutjobs can pull it off, that would be quite the boost to your street cred! Stanley Parble, you mutter to yourself with a glint in your eyes: international sweetheart and hero!
… unless they screw up–then you’ll have to bust some heads! You give the two of them a warning snarl as you bring the bowl to your lips. How you manage to avoid choking is beyond you.
>CONTD.
