Y/N: Good morning!
Natasha, checking her watch: Correct.
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Wanda: When's the last time you slept?
Y/N: Uh... a few days ago, I think.
Wanda: A few- how many?!
Y/N: Uh... *starts counting on fingers* I need more fingers...
Wanda: What you need is sleep!
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Y/N: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I'm eating dirt?
Natasha:
Natasha: Why are you eating dirt?
Y/N: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.
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Natasha: Y/N, is that my mug you're drinking out of?
Y/N: No, it's mine.
Natasha: It... looks just like the one I have...
Y/N: You don't have one like this anymore.
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Wanda: Hey, Y/N, where are you going?
Y/N: Well, it depends. When I die, probably hell.
Y/N: But right now I'm going to McDonald's.
