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[badassesx]

"By who? No one gives a shit." she said, gathering her books and slinging her bag over her shoulder, following him out. "So.... where to? I'm guessing somewhere exciting."

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[badassesx]

"Thank you! I might need it, there's lots of shitty spirits in the worlds, you know how it is. Demanding, I like. I'll definitely try to make my Holly vodka as smooth as I can, just for you."

"Good luck with your quest for the perfect vodka, I like mine smooth, smooth enough to mix to add something or good enough to drink by itself with some ice."

[badassesx]

"Please, we're not missing anything, just some mysogynistic asshole ranting about feminism. Let's go." she retorted, a small smile slipping across her mouth.

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"Killing a beauty like you isn’t a good thing. Should we sneak out at the next break?" He asked her.

[badassesx]

"Correct. And yes, even if it takes me a decade! And when I come back, we will share a fantastic drink because we are amigos. I don't care what you say."

"Almost? Hmm. You going to search long and wide for the perfect grains to make the perfect vodka? I can handle it, we aren’t amigos but I can handle whatever liver killing alcohol you throw my way, sounds great."

[badassesx]

"Having fun?"

"—-" He’s just going to lay there and try to be sexy.

[badassesx]

"Almost. Almost. You know what? Maybe I should, and then I will share it with you, even though you probably couldn't even handle it, because we are amigos. How does that sound, huh."

"Is everything for pussies? Maybe you should make your own booze and it’ll be the strongest in the world."

[badassesx]

"And how fabulous our funerals are going to be. But mostly the afterlife."

"We both end up dying? Well, then we wouldn’t have to worry about the bills. We worry about whatever afterlife we’re headed to."

[badassesx]

"What if we both end up dying?"

"Deal. But that’s if I do make it past this sickness." 

[badassesx]

"All is forgiven, as long as you pay my hospital bill if I do end up there..."

"I’m sorry. I truly am. I don’t even know what it is. Make sure to wash your hands."  Jo, she didn’t even touch you. 

[badassesx]

"Where the hell is my disinfectant spray?"

"I think I’m coming down with something. Don’t come near me!" She coughs into her hands, "You might get sick." 

[badassesx]

"Hardcore."

"I only order salad for the crouton’s." 

[badassesx]

"I know right? I can't decide which pencil to kill myself with."

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"Fuck collage. I hate this place." He sighed as he slammed his head into the desk. He knew there was other classmates in the room but he didn’t care.

[badassesx]

"D'you wanna talk about it?"

"Sorry, I wasn’t going to cry I just—" Cue the sigh. "Yeah, I wasn’t going to cry, I’m just tired n’ whatever."

[badassesx]

"Not my thing."

  "Although all those options are pretty amazin’, I do admit, cuddles beat ‘em any day. C’mon, they’re fucking cuddles.”

[badassesx]

[badassesx]

"Don't cry! Please, don't cry. You don't have to break out ice cream if you don't want to, it was just a suggestion."

"But I-I just don’t want too.." Don’t start getting upset you big baby.

[badassesx]

"Waterparks, bonfires, anything but that."

  "If that’s horrible to ‘ya, please tell me on what ‘ya think is actually entertaining." A small grin tugs on the corners of his lips, amusement reflecting onto his brown orbs.