Here are some
scenarios i think
would definitively
happen if you
were friends
with them ;)
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y/n: hakuna ma'vodka my ass, Petra. I'm not going to get drunk for the fourth time this week!
petra: *rolling her eyes*
petra: right, how about water for happy people
y/n: *throwing arms exasperated in the air*
y/n: *walking away*
y/n: STILL VODKA
petra: *giggling & running after y/n with grabby hands*
petra: don't run away, my partner in wine!
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marcus: spit it out billy.
billy: *very thoughtful*
billy: what do think happens to a mom after she counts to three..
lex: *smoking a cigarette*
lex: she becomes a momster
y/n & petra: *falling to the floor, laughing*
maria: i want whatever those two losers took
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billy: *dead serious*
billy: i'll tell you jail is no fun
y/n: *shocked*
y/n: you've been in jail?!
billy: once, in monopoly
lex: *quetions every choice he ever made*
lex: why are those idiots my friends
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marcus: *sitting on the bed looking up from his comic*
marcus: i don't know what made me fall for you again
y/n: *playing twister alone, in the middle of losing*
y/n: my charms, perhaps?
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Hold up i gotta watch mcc
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y/n: *treating one of marcus' wounds from fighting with chico*
y/n: i think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. we're good people and we've suffered enough
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viktor: *flirting with y/n*
viktor: i didn't catch your name
marcus: *annoyed*
marcus: she didn't throw it
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marcus: stop that
marcus: *leaning against wall*
y/n: *very confused*
y/n: stop what
marcus: that
y/n: what?
marcus: you're making me feel weird
y/n: *steps closer*
y/n: how so?
marcus: *tries to back up*
marcus: stop t h a t
y/n: *steps super duper close*
marcus: *looks down at y/n's squishy face*
y/n: *looks up at marcus' panicked face*
y/n: *frowns*
y/n: are you okay?
y/n: *touches his red cheeks*
y/n: you're really warm!
marcus: *eyes widen*
marcus: you're doing it more now!! you keep doing that thing!! stop it!!
y/n: *suddenly understands*
y/n: hmm
y/n: *smiles and hugs his waist*
marcus: *inhales*
marcus: *whisper screams*
marcus: oh my god
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billy &petra: *looking at y/n and marcus fighting*
billy: they hate each other
petra: no they don't. not really
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marcus: *coming back in the middle of the night*
y/n: is that blood?
marcus: no?
y/n: that's not a question you're supposed to answer with another question
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marcus: *turns to y/n*
marcus: you're remarkably well behaved tonight
marcus: what did you do?
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petra: please stop getting shot, it stresses me out
y/n: oh, well if YOU don't like it
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billy: i just googled what chickens look like without feathers and i am severely uncomfortable
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