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Kaning: Kavin, I'm sad.
Kavin: *Holds out arms for a hug* It's going to be okay.
Y/N: MJ, I'm sad.
MJ, nodding: mood.

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Glakao: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.
Gorya: You're like 15 years old
Glakao: I MIGHT DIE AT 30

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Thyme: I actually have a black belt.
Y/N: In what, karate?
Thyme: No, from Gucci.

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Y/N: How's the sexiest person here~?
Kavin: I don't know, how are they~?
Y/N, flustered: I-
MJ, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks!

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Y/N: I love you guys, you're the best thing that's happened to me.
Ren: We're the best thing that's ever happened to you?
Y/N: Yes!
Thyme: I'm starting to feel a little sorry for you.

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Kavin: Ren said its my turn with the brain cell.
Y/N: Square up.

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Gorya: We need a distraction.
Kaning: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises?
Y/N, whispering: My time has come.

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Ren, driving Y/N and Thyme: So how was your day?
Y/N: We almost got surprise adopted!
Ren: What?
Thyme: We almost got kidnapped.
Ren: Oh, okay.
Ren: *slams on the breaks* WAIT WHAT?!

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Y/N: What are you in the mood for?
MJ: World domination.
Y/N: That's a bit ambitious.
MJ: You are my world.
Y/N: Aww...
MJ:
Y/N:
MJ:
Y/N: OH.

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Ren, at Y/N: Would you like to stay for dinner?
Kavin, from the kitchen: Would you like to stay forever!?!

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Thyme: Everyone knows that Santa is an invention designed by the big five corporations to sell tinsel and video games to an unsuspecting public.
Gorya: The whole “childhood wonder” stage just blew right past you, didn’t it?

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MJ: Do not come over to my house. If the house is on fire you may knock once, if I don’t answer assume I set the fire and I want to burn to death.

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Y/N: So you're looking for information on this thing, huh? Well, I feel like it must be from far away.
Gorya: What makes you say that?
Y/N: If it's something even I don't know about, then I'm sure nobody else must have a clue. So it's gotta be from some faraway place. Impeccable reasoning, isn't it?
Gorya: Y/N... You don't have a clue about this thing, do you?
Y/N: *screams in anger*

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Y/N, holding a fork: You know your talking a lot of shit for someone who has 2 perfectly good eyeballs each cost about $16,000 on the blackmarket.
Tesla: ....
Y/N: *lip smack*

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