Incorrect F4 Quotes

Thirty-Five

MJ: We might have gotten into a bar room brawl back in the city.
Kavin: Well, that was entirely predictable.
MJ: One of them punched a gang member.
Kavin: Thyme?
MJ: Y/N, actually.
Kavin: Oh, that was going to be my second guess.

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Y/N: Time for a sensitive question, how do you flirt with a boy.
Gorya Throw rocks at he.
Kaning: Hot Dogs.
Lita: Kill him.
Y/N: Thanks guys.

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MJ: I still don't have a New Year's resolution.
Thyme: You could lose a few.
Ren: You could be less lazy.
Kavin: Don't be such a btch.
MJ: Okay DMN, SHT.

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Ren: Please say words of encouragement to me so I don't murder someone right now.
Y/N: There are no books in prison.
Ren: *sighs* Thank you.

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Y/N: I'm gonna get my pilot's license. I've already got a driver's license and a cosmetology license, that's two of the big five licenses.
Kaning: The big five licenses?
Y/N: Driver's license, cosmetology license, pilot's license, fishing license, and... license to kill! I can't wait to get that one.

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Kavin: Subs are so fun to play with. All you have to do is hint at what you might do, back them into a corner with a look, or grab their wrist in a certain way and they're a wide-eyed mess.
Thyme: What the fck kind of Subway are you going to?
Ren: Substitute teachers deal with so much sht.
MJ: Guys.

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Kaning: I feel like Y/N is looking down on me.
Kavin: That's because they're on the counter and you're short.

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Ren: You're a loose cannon, Thyme
Thyme: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon, maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
MJ: I think you play by your own rules.
Kavin: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.
Ren: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Thyme: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Y/N is a loose cannon.
Y/N: *smashes a chair* Aah! You shut your trap, Thyme!
Kavin: I'd say Y/N's more of a cop on the edge with nothing to lose. That's an entirely different thing.
MJ: Now I'm just confused. Is Thyme a loose cannon or not?
Ren: All right, put on a pot of coffee. We're gonna get to the bottom of this.
Thyme *groans*
Y/N: Aw, man.

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Kavin: Oh and for your information, I don't have an ego.
Kavin: My facebook photo is a landscape.

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Ren: What do you call quantums of electromagnetic radiation that don't get along?
Gorya: What did you just say-
Ren: Foetons! *Laughs*
Gorya: Wh-what?

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Y/N: Thyme and I got married!!
Gorya: Don't share your personal problems with everyone.

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Y/N: Well, needless to say. Uh-oh Spaghetti-os.

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Thyme: If someone gave you $200 because "You're ugly", would you take the money?
Y/N: Absolutely. Im ugly, not stupid.

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Kavin I'm home!
Y/N: Get your butt over here!
Kavin: A 'hi' would be nice.
Y/N: Hi, now come over here!
Kavin: Okay, okay! I'm comin- what happened?!
Y/N: *sniffs* HE JUST WANTED TO SAVE THE DOGGY! *is drowning in tissues, chocolate, and five blankets*

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Lita: Sorry people are being weird to you for liking murder. What's your favourite murder fact?
Y/N: When you kill someone, they die!

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Gorya: There's a mental illness among us...
Y/N: Is it imposter syndrome?
Gorya:
Y/N: That was the funniest joke I have ever made in my life, and I feel like you don't appreciate me enough.

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Thyme: You seem familiar... have I threatened you before?

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MJ: So, what do you think, good idea, right?
Kavin: Whatever floats your titanic.
MJ: The titanic sank.
Kavin: Yeah, just like your IQ did when you came up with that idea.

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Y/N: Okay so-
Ren: We leave at dawn, the food and hotels have been arranged.
Y/N: ...Okay, what about the-
Ren: No worries, I have your snacks and blankets.
Y/N: ...I love you so much.

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Y/N: *is in the bath, chilling*
MJ: Dun dun~
Y/N: Oh no.
MJ: Dun dun~
Y/N: MJ, please.
MJ: Dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun
Y/N: *is preparing for the worst*
MJ: CANONBALL
Y/N: NO

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Gorya: What are you doing?
Y/N: Thinking.
Gorya: About what?
Y/N: What would happen if I mix Cola and Mentos in my mouth.
Gorya: And you are no longer allowed to use the coffee machine.

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Y/N: You have friends and I envy that.
Gorya You're welcome to share my friends.
Y/N: *looks at Hana and Talay*
Y/N: I don't want those

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MJ: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?
Ren: Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"?
Kavin: Ya know... it might be.

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Thyme: I apologize for saying 'fck' in front of Glakao.
Gorya: You just said it again.
Glakao:
Thyme: I am not a role model.

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Y/N: Sorry I'm late, I was doing stuff.
Talay: YOU PUSHED ME DOWN THE FCKING STAIRS!

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Kavin: Two brooooos!
Y/N: Chillin' in a hot tub!
Kavin: Five feet apart 'cause we're not gay!
Y/N:
Kavin:
Y/N: *tearing up*
Kavin: Babe, c'mon...
Y/N: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING.
Kavin: Babe...

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Thyme: We're getting married, btches!
Y/N: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.