So, today at lunch we weren't allowed to go on the field, all right, cool. So my friends Silas and Charlotte sat on the pavement and we talked.

Things happened and were talked, and we ended up playing three-way pattycake.

But there were two new versions. Hardcore death metal and Chalotte's way (which we couldn't find a name for).

I always tended to laugh at the Hardcore version, Silas lost it at the other one.

Yep.

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Shit happens at lunch.