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Logan: *Looking at the stars*

Patton: What are you doing?

Logan: Naming stars after the ones I love.

Patton: Do I get a star?

Logan: You get the sun.

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Patton: Do you want the last muffin?

Logan: Yeah

Patton: Do you want the last muffin?

Logan: Yes

Patton: Do you want the last muffin?

Logan: Yes!

Patton: Will you go on a date with me?

Logan, frustrated: YES!

Logan, sudden realization: Wait...

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*Playing Dungeons and Dragons*

Patton: I roll to steal Logan's heart!

Logan: Patton you can't-

Patton: *Rolls a twenty*

Logan: . . .

Virgil, the dungeonmaster: You have a spring wedding, I'm Logan's best man and Roman is Patton's maid of honor

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Virgil: HYDRATE OR DIE-DRATE!

Virgil: *Aggressively throws water bottles*

Roman: Uh...

Logan: He's trying to yell mental health and well-being into us

Virgil: I APPRECIATE ALL OF YOU!

Patton: *Crying* It's working!

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Thomas: Alright, I expect everyone to bring me their ideas and contributions for the next video by tomorrow. Is that alright with everyone?

The sides: *Mumbling in agreement*

Janus: What if we forget to bring it or don't want to?

Logan: *Without looking up from his book but sounding dead serious* I'm afraid we would have to break your legs then.

Virgil: *Choking in his drink, laughing*

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Virgil: *Screeching in his room*

Roman, running into Virgil's room: Virgil! What's wrong!?

Virgil: *Continues to screech*

Remy: My Chemical Romance is back...

Virgil, nearly crying: *Screeching louder*

Roman: *Looks shocked and confused*

Virgil: *Passes out*

Roman, looking horrified: VIRGIL-

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Virgil, walking up to Logan: Hey, can I ask you something for a friend?

Logan, turning around: Of course, how may I be of a- Virgil, you don't have any friends.

Virgil:

Virgil: Ouch.

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Virgil, laying on the sofa happily:

Roman, from the next room: Virge, what colour should I wear to prom!?

Virgil, sitting up slowly and shouting back: Um, I don't know, why are you asking me?

Roman: Well since we're going together, we should wear matching outfits, right? So what's the colour of your outfit?

Virgil: We're going to prom? When did you ask?

Roman, walking into the sitting room in a dress: That's what I forgot yesterday...

Logan, entering the room: We're not in school, what is this prom you speak off?

Roman: TikTok Prom?

Virgil: That's already passed tho...

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Virgil, breaking the door down: I'm getting bangs!

Roman, running into into the room: Honey no-!

Virgil, turning away: Its either that or a bang on the head!

Remus, walking in while smirking: Or a bang in the bed

Roman, blushing and staring at Virgil:

Virgil:

Virgil: Or that...

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Remus, standing over Roman's body: He died of natural causes..

Janus, slowly looking up from Roman's body and locking eyes with Remus: You pushed him off the roof!

Remus: Gravity is natural!

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Remus, handing Thomas a piece of paper: Not to worry, I have a permit!

Thomas: ... This just says "I can do what I want"

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Virgil: *Yawns*

Roman: Being pretty must be tiring

Virgil: You must be exhausted then

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Janus and Remus standing outside a house that's on fire: What did I say?

Remus: Not to burn the house down

Janus: And have you done?

Remus: Made you dinner

Janus:

Remus:

Janus:

Remus:

Remus: Burned the house down...

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Logan: Whoever ate my crofters I will-

Patton: It was me...

Logan: I will buy more, have a good day.

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Roman: If I had a dollar for every time I think about you, I'd have one dollar because you're all I think about.

Virgil:

Virgil, voice cracking: Have fun being broKE-

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Virgil: Why can't dinosaurs clap?

Patton: Because they're arms are too sh-

Logan: Because they're all dead

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Roman to Virgil: Hi, how are you?

Virgil: Good

Roman: ... Aren't you going to ask how I am?

Virgil: Nah I don't care

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Tamlin telling Feyre not to do something:

Feyre: Not to worry, I have a permit *Hands Tamlin a peice paper*

Tamlin: This just says I can do whatever I want.

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Charlie: Why are we laying on the ground?

Funny: Because you got knocked down so I lay next to so people would think we're chilling.

J3T: We saw what happened, nobody believes that.

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Rhys, planting a kiss atop Feyre's head: How's the not beautiful thing in the world doing today?

Feyre, without looking up from her painting: I don't know, Rhys. How are you doing?

Rhys, tearing up and voice cracking: I'm fine-

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Elain: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I'll just be excited to have a bunk bed.

Cassian: I'm gonna tell her.

Azriel: Don't you dare!