《Game Of Thrones Texts {finished}》Tea
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Varys created 'Spill the tea ☕'
Varys added Jon Snow, Sansa, Daenerys, Jamie, Cersei, Sandor, Arya and Bronn.
Varys: So, I have been watching a lot of James Charles, Tana Mongananana
And Jefree Star lately and I learned a new phrase: to spill the tea.
At first I didn't know what it meant, but I googled it and this is the defintion: when one tells an especially juicy bit of gossip. And because I am the biggest drama queen, I decided to share this information with you guys.
Sansa: ...
Jon: What... why? I don't understand? Why are you telling us this? I literally couldn't care less.
Bronn: What the hell, man? Why are you watching girls' stuff?
Sandor: It's not just for girls, Bronn. I have to admit: I sometimes watch beauty videos to make me feel pretty.
Sansa: Ahw, that's the purest thing ever.
Arya: yeah, too bad you're still an ugly piece of shit.
Daenerys: Varys, is that why the wifi connection is so slow?
Cersei: Can I spill some tea?
Varys: Yes, please!
Cersei: JON'S SLEEPING WITH HIS AUNT.
Sansa: WHAT. JON. EXPLAIN.
Jon: WHAT
Bronn: oh, awkward...
Varys: oh, that's some juicy tea. Give me more.
Jon: CERSEI IS SLEEPING WITH HER BROTHER
Jamie: That's not even tea anymore. That's just an empty cup.
Cersei: yeah, sorry, I drank all the tea that was in there.
Bronn: DAARIO HAD PLASTIC SURGERY
Daenerys: What do you mean? He still looks the same to me
Bronn: Really, girl? He looks like a completely different person.
Daenerys: Hmm... I don't see it. As long as he's still hot, idc.
Sansa: I KILLED PETYR BAELISH
Cersei: thank goodness. Someone finally got rid of him
Bronn: Well, I cried when he died. I cried tears of joy.
Arya: Hey! I killed him!
Sansa: That's right. Credits to my sister.
The ghost of little finger floats into the chat.
Ghost 👼:
Hehehehe...HEhehehHEHEHeeeee....
Jon: ew
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