Furiously tapping on the mouse, a boy groaned as he once again lost. He was playing Flappy Bird, and wasn't approving of what he had currently uncovered about the game.
"You know you COULD be doing something better with your life right now, Thomas." another man bluntly stated, sitting on an, admittedly comfortable, chair on the other side of the plain white room.
"Says the guy who's playing Presentable Liberty."
"H-hey! ...The FANDOM is listening, you know... they have snipers." murmured the slightly older boy.
"By that you mean "Melgee no-scopers" with their OBSESSION with 420... Oh, but of course, and their terrifying supply of Mountain Dew and Doritos." Thomas said, his words dripping with sarcasm.
Moving on, Thomas clicked another game.
"Five Nights at Freddy's... huh... this doesn't look so bad..."
By the end of the night, one child was crying on the floor, murmuring something indecipherable (It seemed to sound something like "The i-internet must hear of my new s-ship... "Dr. Money x Mr. Smiley's fist- MR SMIIIILEYYYY...! I'LL MISSS YOOOOOU!" but then again, I'm just assuming here) and the other was wrapped in his blanket, and his trousers had been "mysteriously" dampened.
"You know you COULD be doing something better with your life right now, Thomas." another man bluntly stated, sitting on an, admittedly comfortable, chair on the other side of the plain white room.
"Says the guy who's playing Presentable Liberty."
"H-hey! ...The FANDOM is listening, you know... they have snipers." murmured the slightly older boy.
"By that you mean "Melgee no-scopers" with their OBSESSION with 420... Oh, but of course, and their terrifying supply of Mountain Dew and Doritos." Thomas said, his words dripping with sarcasm.
Moving on, Thomas clicked another game.
"Five Nights at Freddy's... huh... this doesn't look so bad..."
By the end of the night, one child was crying on the floor, murmuring something indecipherable (It seemed to sound something like "The i-internet must hear of my new s-ship... "Dr. Money x Mr. Smiley's fist- MR SMIIIILEYYYY...! I'LL MISSS YOOOOOU!" but then again, I'm just assuming here) and the other was wrapped in his blanket, and his trousers had been "mysteriously" dampened.