You are on a cliff, holding a water bottle. You: Hey! Their you are! From all the way up here, everyone looks like tiny little ants. Michael's with you, perfect! William's mind : She/He brought the league?!. William: Psycho clown! You pour the water on your hair, reavealing. Brown hair. You: Hey now! Don't be rude. Your acting like we're never met before. You throw the bottle away. You: Call me ____ After all it's the name, you and mom gave me.
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