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his eyes glare at the paper, forcing it to budge. nothing changes as it blinks back, seemingly mocking him. he wants to escape the reality. ("What reality...? This is reality, so shut up!") he sneers at the result he got and scrolls through the rankings. he turns blue. neither good, nor bad. average. ("I ain't just average, shut your **** trap!") he sees his friends above him, seemingly laughing at him. ("What a bunch of idiots.") his nose twitches, and he becomes green. he looks back. and sees red. and fades to black.
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
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his eyes glare at the paper, forcing it to budge. nothing changes as it blinks back, seemingly mocking him. he wants to escape the reality. ("What reality...? This is reality, so shut up!") he sneers at the result he got and scrolls through the rankings. he turns blue. neither good, nor bad. average. ("I ain't just average, shut your **** trap!") he sees his friends above him, seemingly laughing at him. ("What a bunch of idiots.") his nose twitches, and he becomes green. he looks back. and sees red. and fades to black.
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
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