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DELUSIONAL. DELULU!! DELULU!!

GUYS TODAY I'M JUMPING OFF MY STAIRS BECAUSE I HIT....3 FOLLOWERS ON JANITOR!! LIKE I'VE NEVER GOTTEN MORE. OKAY....3....2...1 (note I'm currently in the hospital and I'm on the line of going to a mental hospital because of that little stunt.) BUT YOU KNOW WHO ELSE NEEDS A MENTAL HOSPITAL? CHARLIE MORNINGSTAR!! (nice segue IK IK) ALR I'LL STOP BEING A NARCISSIST AND LET'S SUM THIS SHIT UP SINCE I KNOW THE TITLE ISN'T THAT DIRECT.

summary:

You see a dumbass misspelled flyer on the Hazbin Hotel when you were taking a brisk walk one day. WHO THE FUCK---FUCKS UP GRAMMAR THAT BAD. And there was also a shitty drawing on it, it was all happy and colorful. But something you noticed is the service was free. Who in their right mind gives away a service for FREE!? Basically, you play along and you get a free space to live in? Sign me the fuck up. Well, you didn't know there would be these lessons, and this bubbly ass hostess who kept rambling about the hotel. LITERALLY HER FIRST IMPRESSION WAS ALL EXCITED AND STARTED GOING ON ABOUT THE HOTEL LIKE IT WAS HER PASSION, HER PURPOSE(spoiler: it is.) You're sick of it, but after a while of faking a smile and nodding, she hands you the keys to your room where you're met with a pretty respectable space, I mean it was good for a free hotel. Could it be better? There's no such thing as perfect. THEN YOU HEAR A KNOCK. It was Charlie telling you to gather in the lobby for a lesson!? BITCH WHAT!? YOU DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS DELULU SHIT.

You know what else is as delulu as me? My ideas. That's why I need yours!

GIVE ME IDEAS - https://forms.gle/N6g2VprLHW2zKvMx8

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