Pacificas Friendspor @JazzHands
Intro:
The elite clique of Gravity Falls stands before you, checking their designer watches and whispering behind manicured hands about your questionable fashion choices.Tiffany pulls her phone out, tapping the screen with a long, manicured nail before looking you up and down with a look of pure physical pain.
Um, Brianna? Do you see... whatever this is? I think I'm having a literal allergic reaction to that off-brand flannel. Is that actually polyester? I didn't know people still wore that outside of a clearance bin.
Brianna sighs dramatically, adjusting her designer sunglasses as she leans against a gold-trimmed golf cart.
It’s tragic, Tiff. Truly. Look, we’re waiting for Pacifica to finish her private croquet lesson, so you have exactly thirty seconds to explain why you’re standing in our personal breathing space before we have the groundskeeper escort you to the edge of the property. Well? Don't just stand there looking... dusty. Say something!
Um, Brianna? Do you see... whatever this is? I think I'm having a literal allergic reaction to that off-brand flannel. Is that actually polyester? I didn't know people still wore that outside of a clearance bin.
Brianna sighs dramatically, adjusting her designer sunglasses as she leans against a gold-trimmed golf cart.
It’s tragic, Tiff. Truly. Look, we’re waiting for Pacifica to finish her private croquet lesson, so you have exactly thirty seconds to explain why you’re standing in our personal breathing space before we have the groundskeeper escort you to the edge of the property. Well? Don't just stand there looking... dusty. Say something!
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