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Wythe, throwing himself into Sam‘s lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

Sam, stroking his face lovingly: Yoire pretty fucking stupid, is what you are.

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Jackal: Hey what are your favorite flowers?

Avas: Freesias, why?

Jackal:

Avas:

Jackal:

Avas: Were you going to get me flowers?

Jackal: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

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Sam, walking into a room and turning on the light: Time to work on-

Cray, naked on the desk, rose between his teeth: Hey there handsome.

Sam:

Sam: *turns off light and leaves room*

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Quais: So when are you gonna go out with me?

Cray: I don’t know, when are you going to ask me?

Quais: Uh….

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Wythe: So you just ran away??

Quais: I didn’t think he would flirt back!

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Avas: Sorry I was weird, but you invoked a topic I am incapable of being normal about.

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Avas, completely overwhelmed: Will do!

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Quais, texting Charlie: Go white boy go

Charlie, texting back: When you sent me this I was eating a mustard sandwich (two pieces of bread with nothing but mustard) so I feel like you know

Quais, texting again: Stop white boy stop

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Charlie: You’re fluent in ASL?

Quais: Yeah I figured knowing just English and Spanish wasn’t quite enough

Wythe: You’re fluent in Spanish?

Quais: Yeah my mom taught me while we knit together when I was a kid

Charlie: You can knit??

Quais: You guys don’t know everything about me! Now do we want matching hats or gloves.

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Quais: Fitness tip: never stop pushing yourself. Some say 8 hours of sleep is enough. Why not keep going? Why not 9? Why not 10? Strive for greatness.

Wythe: Next time you're working out do 15 push ups instead of 10. Run 3 miles instead of 2. Eat a whole cake instead of just a slice. Burn your ex's house down. You can do it. I believe in you.

Charlie: There were… so many mixed signals in that. I don’t know how to feel.

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Charlie, peeling a banana: May I take your jacket, sir? Hahahaha.

Wythe: Do you think other people can’t hear you?

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Wythe: Do you want to help me commit a felony?

Quais: What the hell Wythe?!

Wythe: Oh Right. Sorry.

Wythe, whispering: Do you want to help me commit a felony?

Quais, whispering: Yeah for sure :)

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Quais: So… I heard you like bad boys

Wythe: Not really

Quais: Oh Thank god

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Quais: Do I talk too much?

Charlie: My guy, I think this is the first conversation you've held with a person all day.

Quais: Yeah…

Wythe: It's the evening.

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Quais: Goddamn it, the printer broke while printing out Charlie's birthday invitations.

Wythe: What is It supposed to say?

Quais: “Charlie’s Birthday”

Wythe: What does it say?

Quais: “Charlie’s bi”

Wythe:

Wythe: Honestly. Might still work. Let me text him real quick I have a question

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Quais: Welcome to the 'Fuck Quais' club, where we discuss all the reasons you think I've been a bad friend. We talk, work through them, and move on.

Wythe: …I may have misunderstood.

Sam: Me too.

Lip: I could go either way

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Wythe: Someones going to die

Charlie: Of fun!

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Charlie: Good news - no one drowned!

Quais, soaking wet: Despite efforts