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A deadly silence fell over everyone in the room.
"You're,"
"Fucking,"
"KIDDING!"
Narancia exclaimed, breaking out in laughter.
Everyone had a different reaction.
Bruno looked worried for Giorno.
Abbacchio looked DISGUSTED at Giorno.
Fugo was throwing up.
Giorno was turning red (TURNING RED REFERENCE?! OH MY GAWD!)
And Mista... Mista was bullshitting twice as hard
"Hey, hey, hey Giorno! I was desperate and you're just letting my pre nut unclarity to be see in front of La squadra?!"
Mista said with a huff.
"I-I didn't know it was that bad..."
Bruno said as he looked at Mista worriedly.
"I'm trying to be kind, but what the sigma. Listening to that was even worse than listening to thick of it."
Bruno said bluntly.
"C-come on you made me drop all the huzz... Giorno was close enough."
Mista mumbled as everyone gave him a glare.
"Ok so first of all, you lick Abbbacchio's feet, STEAL MY THONG, traumatize Narancia, SNIFF THE BOSSES lingerie, and SHOOT GIORNO IN THE ASS?!"
Fugo yelled as Narancia was now on the floor with laughter, he was laughing harder than when he watched thick of it.
"Wait... Giorno spat out your cum on the knee surgery carpet...?"
Abbacchio mumbled as he looked down.
Guess what he was standing on. 💅
"God remind me NEVER to go into your room again..."
Abbacchio mumbled as he stepped off the carpet.
"Mista... are you really not going to accept our help?"
Bruno asked softly as Mista scoffed.
"I just... don't see the same problems you do. I mean, Giorno was loving it!"
Mista exclaimed as Giorno scowled.
"As much as I... enjoyed it Mista, you dick lice crawled into my fucking hair!"
Giorno said as Bruno and Fugo, who were standing next to him moved away slightly.
"Not only that but now all your bullets wake me up at night begging to crawl into my ass because they're jealous 2,5, and 7 got to crawl in!"
Giorno complained.
"All I can hear at night it "Giornoooooo let us crawl in! We want to know what it's like too!"
(If you didn't read that in the voice of the six bullets, read it back RIGHT NOW OUR GET OU-)
Mista scoffed.
"Maybe you should've said it before I gave you deadly backshots."
He said as he crossed his arms stubbornly and everyone sighed.
It seemed so hopeless, like I wrote this long ass story for nothing.
Until Trish walked by and noticed everyone standing in Mista's room.
"Oh hey, what's everyone doing here?"
Trish asked as Bruno looked away.
"N-nothing, please don't wo-"
"Mista has a porn addiction and we're trying to change him!"
Narancia exclaimed, without filter as Fugo smacked the back of his head.
"Dammit Narancia, you're gonna scare away the huzz!"
Mista said as Trish leaned on the door frame.
"Oh seriously? Yeah Mista you've got a problem, I keep hearing you stay up at night watching shit."
Trish said bluntly.
"Nah you right."
Mista said as everyone gasped.
"YOU FINALLY ADMITED IT?!"
Everyone exclaimed as Mista shook his dreads nonchalantly.
"Well, I can admit when I have a problem."
He said, trying to rizz up Trish as she just scoffed and walked away.
Mista was a bit too obsessed with the huzz...
THE END
MY HANDS HURT AHHHHHH
I WROTE THIS IN THREE DAYS I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M RUNNING ON
WHERE IS ALL THIS ENERGY COMING FROM?
Easy. The voice of love is taking me higher :D