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// Form 420-A 
// Story: Per My Last Email 
// by The Red Parade 
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Hey Bitchberry, 

Here’s the 420-A form. 
(File Attached)









You have a cute middle finger.

How was the sale by the way?









We sold one to Sunset Shimmer. She buys one every year because she feels bad. That thing is so gonna die. Also… what is with that email? Did apples kill your family or something? 









Ouch. 

And no, apples did not kill my family, I bitched them all to death. I just hate apples. They’re so bad.

Also I saw a flier at the cafeteria, you selling again tomorrow?









Please do not come.

I will cry.

Listen I know I talk big game but it’s really just because there’s a screen in front of me and you don’t see my face. I am an absolute wreck in person.

But um. Yeah. Yeah we’ll be there.









Aw. I get it though. I can safely say that I am as bitchy in real life as I am online. 

This has been fun though. Usually I scare everyone away. Can’t blame them! Good luck with the sale. Hey, save a succulent for me if you can.