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Kaning: Date a boy who calls you at 4 in the morning just to hear your voice
Y/N: BTCH BETTER NOT.

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Thyme: It's not our fault!
Ren: Yeah, but... Come on, the least we can do it talk to them.
Thyme: No, the least we could do is nothing!

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Tia: Hello Thyme, made anyone cry today?
Thyme: Sadly, no. But it's only 4:30.

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Y/N: Well, remember when Thyme made a romantic dinner for me?
Mira: Y/N, he microwaved you a pizza.

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Thyme: *sees someone doing something stupid*
Thyme: What an idiot.
Thyme: *realizes it's Y/N*
Thyme: Wait, that's MY idiot!

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Y/N: I am a responsible adult!
Gorya: *raises brow*
Y/N: I am an adult.

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MJ, trying to comfort Y/N: What's the problem? Anxiety? Low self-esteem? Obsessive thoughts of random arson? I've been there.

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Thyme, trying to be nice: Sorry I told you the truth you stupid btch.

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MJ: What if Gordon Ramsey voiced a GPS?
Kavin: Something like: "Great job, you missed the exit you fcking disgrace."

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*Thyme is casually searching around the room*
Ren: Hey Thyme, what're you looking for?
Thyme: My will to live.
*Y/N walks into the room*
Thyme: Oh, there it is.

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Y/N: Make no mistake. Not only am I party rocking, but I am also in the house tonight.
Kaning: But are you shuffling?
Y/N: Everyday.
Gawao: What language are you two speaking??

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Kavin: I think it's time I get my life in order.
Y/N, narrating: But he did not get his life in order. In fact, he got drunk last night and fought a raccoon.

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Mira: Y/N is a perfect cinnamon scone who's never done anything wrong in their entire life!
Gorya: Never done anything wrong?! They set a city block on FIRE!

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Kavin: What's up with Thyme? He's been laying on the floor for like....an hour now?
Ren: He's just a little overwhelmed.
Kavin: Why?
Ren: Y/N smiled at him.

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Y/N: What are you eating?
MJ: You wouldn't like it, it's really salty.
Y/N: I like you, don't I?

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Thyme: *Kicks the door open, looking panicked*
Y/N: What did you do?!
Thyme: NOBODY DIED!
Y/N: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT?!

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