it is 6 pm in the gc house (cue dank irony about how if the gc lived in a house together) and as usual haiti was fucking pining over scrant. even though it was very fucking illegal to be horny on main , she does it anyways to prove her power. "it's like- i can't even think of not being w him," she swoons. everyone unlucky to hear her be horny for scrant would usually wish they got shot in the head. "well," said bini, breaking the awkward silence, "why don't you just fap???" haiti suddenly stopped in her ranting and turned 180 towards bini.
"what the fuck did you just say on a strictly NO HORNY server???" she asked violently. "i mean you're always horn-" "SHUT THE FUCK UP" "fair," bini said and backed away. "Don't Be A Pussy Bini You Know I Can Smell Your Fear," haiti 'said' Just Wait til I-" "til you what haitits?" that voice. it couldn't be- it is! everyone's favorite polish hot hunk of smut gamer, scranton! "don't worry everyone. i have the situation under control," he said and turned towards haiti, who was pretty damn close to going Prick. "hey haiti." "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT YOU BASTARD DONT SAY IT-" "ily" and for our lovable nigga, her world went pitch black.
why does haiti feel a wave of calm and peace rush over her when scrant says ily? it is one of the great mysteries of the world, also haiti doesn't tell what people don't need to know. as haiti woke up on the couch tired from her Prick Ranting, she squinted at the clock. "3 fucking 40? i dont fucking know where the hell are my glasses also more importantly," she lamented getting up from the couch, "where the fuck is scrant. and that pussy bini. im not done squaring up against that little shit." as the mom of the scranily haiti was prone to just singling out bini or mass and harassing them. but ofc it was her brand of motherly love malpwòprete or MLM, in no correlation to her particular liked pornography genre. haiti decided to give herself two options. A: fuck scrant B: cuddle scrant and then murder bini in cold blood. for our unpredictable negro, the choice was obvious.