《~danganronpa chatfic~》OMG?????!!?!?!?!?
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holy shit.
100K VIEWS???? YO SERIOSULY???? IM SO THANKFUL FOR U ALL IM LIKE SO HAPPY-
how the hell did this get 100k- IM SO THANKFUL FOR U ALL
I feel pretty bad that we got one chapter left until this story is finished- but hey, sdr2 chatfic will come up sooner or later!
AGAIN, THANK YOU SO MUCH
Can't believe its been more then a year since I started this chatfic/naegami fic
I ONLY DID IT CAUSE I WAS BORED BUT HERE WE ARE
ANYWAYS AGAIN, TYSMM AAAAA
YOU ALL ARE AMAZING
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