D o n c t o r i c e b e r g

He saw his reflection in the laptop scream. '... you gotta stop doin that.'

'Actually im not working right now, finished about an hour ago. Trying to see how to stop people from calling me nicknames.' (What's happening here..? I am very confused)

(Oh no) 'Some of these say to punch them in the face. Im scared that yoy mightve made it.'

He smiled a bit. 'Wouldnt be surprised if ya did tho.' (Literally everyone waiting in the corner waiting for the ship especially dr. Solar)

(Iceberg: woah howd you do that Bright: imagination Iceberg: ;0 ) He continues the search with no luck eventually shutting the laptop down.

Iceberg: i- Wtf

Iceberg: *dying internally of sadness and anger*

Iceberg: no im not gay (lies child Lies)

Iceberg: is it you? (OhHhHHhHhHh)

Iceberg: aight time for the noose

Iceberg: *cutely hangs self* (i mean idc if this becomes a ship as i said bright is very shippable)

Iceberg: **** my life! *thumbs up*

Iceberg: *yeets neck into the rope*

He did also and then cut the rope

Looking stuff up.

Iceberg: how to stop pwople from calling me dumb nicknames. (They sure act like it)

Iceberg: like titanic sinker..

Iceberg: i dont care about that nickname, im talking about like... teas okjng ones.

Teasing*

Iceberg: almost every other doctor here.

Iceberg: key word: almost.