p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin-top: 0px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"em style="line-height: 1.7em; white-space: inherit; clear: none !important; color: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"strong style="line-height: 1.7em; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; white-space: inherit; clear: none !important; color: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"∆!∆TRIGGER OF CUSSING∆!∆/strong/em/p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"The Boy, Who Went By The Name, BEN Was In The Middle Of A Game Of Super Mario Bros, When He Suddenly Rage Quit. "OH COME THE FUCK ON!" BEN Shouted In An Overtly Annoyed Tone As He Died For What Seemed To Be The Hundredth Time That Hour. "SHUT UP I'M FUCKING TRYING TO SLEEP-!" Shouted The Masked Man As He Trotted Down The Stairs. An Angered Expression Lined His Concealed Face, Though Was Clearly Evident In His Dark Brown Eyes As He Stared The Blond Boy Down./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"A Movement From The Kitchen Had Caught Him Off Guard However, He Removed His Gaze From BEN And Over At Another Masked Individual. "GOD DAMN IT, TOBY STOP TRYING TO EAT MY FOOD!" Masky Yelled From The Staircase As Toby Ran Out Of The Kitchen With A Some Food Labeled As Masky's./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"strong style="line-height: 1.7em; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; white-space: inherit; clear: none !important; color: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"em style="line-height: 1.7em; white-space: inherit; clear: none !important; color: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"∆!∆TRIGGER OVER∆!∆/em/strong/p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME MAS-" Toby Started To Shout Victoriously, Before He Ran Into The Wall. "Agh!" He Exclaimed In Surprise. The Proxy Named Masky Simply Cackled At His Co-Workers Misfortune Before Trotting Down The Remaining Stairs and Snatching His Stolen Food From The Twitchy Boy. /p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Stop Touching My Stuff Twitchy Bitch, Or I Won't Hesitate To Chop Your Disgusting Head Right Off Your Shoulders." Masky Glared At The Younger Male As He Spoke, And Despite His Cruel Words, Toby Was Numb To His Insults./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Fine, But I'll Be Back!" The Younger Proxy Shouted, Before Getting A Small Slap To The Back Of His Head. "What The Fuh-" Another Slap./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Shut. Up. It. Is. Two In The Morning!" /p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"More Footsteps Sounded From Behind The Duo, There Came A Male With Red, Plaid Pajama Bottoms And A Black Shirt Accompanied By A Signature Mask. A Black Ski Mask Along With A messily Stitched On Red Eyes And Frown. It Was The Third Proxy Known As Hoodie./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Can You Keep It down?" Masky Looked Over At His Friend, And Quickly Apologized Grumpily. Toby On The Other Hand Had Waved His Hand And Greeted The New Male With A Kind Smile./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"The Boy, Who Went By The Name, BEN Was In The Middle Of A Game Of Super Mario Bros, When He Suddenly Rage Quit. "OH COME THE FUCK ON!" BEN Shouted In An Overtly Annoyed Tone As He Died For What Seemed To Be The Hundredth Time That Hour. "SHUT UP I'M FUCKING TRYING TO SLEEP-!" Shouted The Masked Man As He Trotted Down The Stairs. An Angered Expression Lined His Concealed Face, Though Was Clearly Evident In His Dark Brown Eyes As He Stared The Blond Boy Down./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"A Movement From The Kitchen Had Caught Him Off Guard However, He Removed His Gaze From BEN And Over At Another Masked Individual. "GOD DAMN IT, TOBY STOP TRYING TO EAT MY FOOD!" Masky Yelled From The Staircase As Toby Ran Out Of The Kitchen With A Some Food Labeled As Masky's./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"strong style="line-height: 1.7em; display: inline; padding-bottom: 0.7em; padding-top: 0.7em; white-space: inherit; clear: none !important; color: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"em style="line-height: 1.7em; white-space: inherit; clear: none !important; color: inherit !important; font-family: inherit !important; font-size: inherit !important;"∆!∆TRIGGER OVER∆!∆/em/strong/p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME MAS-" Toby Started To Shout Victoriously, Before He Ran Into The Wall. "Agh!" He Exclaimed In Surprise. The Proxy Named Masky Simply Cackled At His Co-Workers Misfortune Before Trotting Down The Remaining Stairs and Snatching His Stolen Food From The Twitchy Boy. /p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Stop Touching My Stuff Twitchy Bitch, Or I Won't Hesitate To Chop Your Disgusting Head Right Off Your Shoulders." Masky Glared At The Younger Male As He Spoke, And Despite His Cruel Words, Toby Was Numb To His Insults./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Fine, But I'll Be Back!" The Younger Proxy Shouted, Before Getting A Small Slap To The Back Of His Head. "What The Fuh-" Another Slap./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Shut. Up. It. Is. Two In The Morning!" /p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;"More Footsteps Sounded From Behind The Duo, There Came A Male With Red, Plaid Pajama Bottoms And A Black Shirt Accompanied By A Signature Mask. A Black Ski Mask Along With A messily Stitched On Red Eyes And Frown. It Was The Third Proxy Known As Hoodie./p
p style="line-height: 1.7em; color: #222222; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, 'Segoe UI', Roboto, 'Lucida Grande', Tahoma, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; background-color: #fefefe; clear: none !important;""Can You Keep It down?" Masky Looked Over At His Friend, And Quickly Apologized Grumpily. Toby On The Other Hand Had Waved His Hand And Greeted The New Male With A Kind Smile./p
