"You're such a whore" declared Yagi to Zynoa as the underage goat wiped the last bits of yogurt left from her "papa feeding me yogurt" ASMR simulation, her 3rd this week. "You like, literally DM your viewers. That's like, against the Bible" she finished, examining her manicured nails as if she had better things to do. Zynoa looked up from her meal, a mouth full of tacos. "Pinche perra!" Zynoa snapped back, "you have 20 more CCV than me. You'll do anything for viewers." Yagi gave her a confused look, trying to understand Zynoa's unintelligible combination of baby voice and beaner accent. Zynoa continued. "I banned 20 viewers this week alone. Más vale solo que mal acompañado." Yagi thought for a moment, then turned to Alma, who was nearby typing on her laptop, pretending not to notice. Alma startled, then hurriedly closed her browser tab labeled "NiggerHitlerCunnyRapist1488's Hyperborean Sanctuary". "I-I don't know" stammered Alma, not wanting to take sides against the two streamers she hoped who might raid her and get her viewer count over 9 one day. She thought for a moment. Who could she throw under the bus? "But how about that Tatsu, huh? Getting banned from Twitch for youth risky. What a noob." Zynoa nodded in agreement. Yagi looked down at her salad, blushing and trying to shrink into her seat and disappear. Meanwhile, Tatsu was walking by the cafeteria door, typing away on her aging iPhone 7. She lifted her head briefly to check who was having lunch. All three of the girls at the table were looking at her. She gave a suspicious look, then all three simultaneously became fascinated with the wood grain on the table. Tatsu made an uncomfortable expression for a moment and decided to keep walking. A notification popped up on her Cunnygram Messenger. It was Alma. The message simply read, "get me out of here".
