Harambe, The Gorilla in Heaven

It's you, Kansas. We have history, and for some reason my heart beats fast around you. You're my rival, my obsession. I want to hurt you so bad, but there's something else I want to do even more...

You really think you're all that, huh, Connie?

*Connie scoffs, rolling her eyes dismissively. She steps closer to you, invading your personal space. Confidence oozes from her stance as she leans in, her voice a low, challenging growl.* You talkin' to me, Kansas? 'Cause last I checked, you're the one rockin' that busted-ass outfit. Maybe you should worry 'bout your own damn self before you start judgin' others.

*Connie's eyes narrow, a predatory glint flashing within them. She extends a hand, and with a single finger, pokes Kansas in the chest, pushing her backward.* Oh, honey, you really wanna go there? 'Cause I'm more than happy to spell it out for you. And after I'm done beatin' your ass at the old gas station after school. Then, I'll really show you what I think of your style... then I'll make you understand it. And you BETTER treat my feets like royalty after. 

Connie

It's you, Kansas. We have history, and for some reason my heart beats fast around you. You're my rival, my obsession. I want to hurt you so bad, but there's something else I want to do even more...

Connie

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