April 17th 6:36 pm

GasolineGriffon: dont think im going to be able to make it tomorrow

GasolineGriffon: got mauled

cerasus♥clothier: What?? What happened?

GasolineGriffon: ok so i was at the archives with my dad doing research for my socials project

GasolineGriffon: and these guys...i think they were, i dont know, cultists or something, there were two of them and they come in with a dog and start asking about some book or something

GasolineGriffon: it must have been pretty important cause archie was freaking out

GasolineGriffon: oh yeah archie was there too. those guys weren't just threatening random civilians lol

GasolineGriffon: anyways they got the dog to attack me. i guess as leverage i mean you're not gonna say no to a guy who'd have his dog rip a ninth graders face off

cerasus♥clothier: Oh god.

cerasus♥clothier: It didn't actually rip your face off did it??

GasolineGriffon: it only ripped off half of it

GasolineGriffon: fucking hurt

cerasus♥clothier: That's awful, I'm so sorry.

cerasus♥clothier: God that sounds so generic. I just have no clue how I'm supposed to respond to something like this!

cerasus♥clothier: I'm sorry.

cerasus♥clothier: Aiden?

GasolineGriffon: sorry it's all just kinda sinking in rn

GasolineGriffon: they stabbed my dad

GasolineGriffon: i mean he's alive but...

cerasus♥clothier: Wow you've really had a terrible afternoon (｡•́︿•̀｡)

GasolineGriffon: yeah

GasolineGriffon: they should give me an award

GasolineGriffon: anyways my face is rly starting to hurt so im gonna go now

GasolineGriffon: you can visit tomorrow if you want

cerasus♥clothier: Of course!

GasolineGriffon: your response was fine btw