Tillie: *tapping fingers on table*
Snugs: *taps fingers back furiously*
Hugo: ...What's going on?
Simon: Morse code. They're talking.
Tillie: -.-- ..- .-. / - .... . / -.-. ..- - . ... -
Snugs: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!
Snugs: How did you break your leg?
Tillie: Do you see those porch stairs?
Snugs: Yes.
Tillie: I didn't.
*The Squad is eating dinner*
Tillie: Can you pass the salt?
Snugs: *throws Simon across the table*
Snugs: Two bros!
Hugo: Chillin' in a hot tub!
Snugs and Hugo, in unison: Zero feet apart 'cause we're GAY AS FUCK!
Tillie: How do tall people people possibly sleep at night when the blanket can't possibly cover you?
Hugo: Tillie, it's four o'clock in the morning.
Tillie: So, you can't sleep, huh? Is it because of the blanket?
Tillie, lying on the floor, depressed: I'll never be a cop. I'm gonna have to be a robber.
part 2 soon
