Woooow, okay, fuck you too, Tweek. I was just giving you a reason why I couldn't go at 3, no need to be a bitch.
When do you open?
I could maybe show up by then if you really need it that much
Okay, butthole. We are herā JESUS CHRIST!
[Cartman stands there watching as Robin abruptly breaks away from his grasp and hurries toward the interior of the building. Shocked at how his usually-composed friend desperately tried to get her food]
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her nerves right now. )
( Walking away from the counter to put her weight onto a wall once the order was taken, eyes closing with a long, drawn out groan. )
'Mmm never doing whatever I ddid againnnš š š I feel so deadddš š š * š
[Paying with his credit card. He doesn't feel like counting cash, he wants his food quickly]
Ey, dumbass.
[He said while approaching Robin, arms crossed]
Looking like you are going to faint at any moment is no excuse to be rude for no reason.
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