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Heather would carry their kid while Veronica would carry the luggage

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*Y/N doing arson for the 685646 time*

Y/N: Am I in trouble?

Roxana: Take a guess.

Y/N: No?

Roxana: Take another guess.

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Y/N: *Gets down on one knee*

Roxana: Oh my god, it's finally happening.

Y/N: *Falls over*

Roxana: The poison is kicking in.

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Y/N: *Gently taps table*

Evon: *Taps back*

Dion: What are they doing?

Roxana: *Sipping poison tea* Morse code.

Y/N: *Aggressively taps table*

Evon: *Slams hands down* I AM NOT A BOTTOM-

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Y/N: Roxana, I'm sad.

Roxana: *Holds out arms for a hug* It's going to be okay~

Evon: Dion, I'm sad.

Dion, nodding: mood.

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Y/N: Tonight, one of you will betray us.

Roxana: Is it me, Y/N?

Y/N: No, it's not you.

Jeremy: Is it me, Y/N?

Y/N: It's not you either.

Dion: Is it me, Y/N?

Y/N:

Y/N, mockingly: Is IT mE Y/N?

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*Y/N walking into the Agriche manor drawing room*

Y/N: Xana, is Dion sleeping or dead?

Roxana: Hopefully dead, I hated his guts.

Jeremy: Yeah, so did I.

Dion: Okay first of all, fuck you-

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*Y/N is cooking*

Roxana: Any chance that's for me?

Y/N: It's for Dion. I'm planning on making bad choices tonight, and I need him on my side.

Jeremy: I never realized the forethought that went into being a disappointment.

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Dion: Roxana isn't answering her phone

Y/N: I'll call

Jeremy: Dion and I have both tried ten times each, what makes you think she'll ans-

Roxana: Darling?

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Jeremy: Why are Y/N and Roxana sitting with their backs to each other?

Dion: They had a fight.

Jeremy: Then why are they holding hands?

Dion: Because Y/N is a desperate cling.

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*Y/N and Jeremy sitting in jail, after doing what Roxana said not to do*

Jeremy: So who should we call?

Y/N: I'd call Roxana, but I feel safer in jail...

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After Y/N and Jeremy set the kitchen manor on fire:

Y/N: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.

Roxana: Wasn't Jeremy with you?

Jeremy: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised.

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Y/N: Roxana and I don't use pet names.

Jeremy: I see. Hey, what do bees make?

Y/N: Honey?

Roxana: Yes, dear?

Y/N:

Jeremy: Don't ever lie to my face again.

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Roxana: I need some space.

Y/N, tearing up: Are you breaking up with me?

Roxana: No, I'm falling out of the bed.