Hana: Am I in trouble then? Irene: Have a guess Hana: No? Irene: Guess again
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Joy: Hana, are you still ticklish? Hana: *takes 20 steps back* No, of course not
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Hana: What is it called when you kill your best friend? Wendy: Murder Hana: Homiecide
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Yeri: Joy would you throw herself in front of a moving car for you Hana: Joy would throw herself in front of a moving car for fun
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Wendy: Would you please no Yeri this into a worse situation than it already is? Yeri: Hold on, did you just use my name as a verb? Hana: Great job, Wendy, now you've Yeri'd everything up now! Yeri: I'm literally right here
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Irene: Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Hana: I think I am Irene: You're thinking about Seulgi's abs? Hana, crying: Yes
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Yeri: There's only one thing worse than death! *tears off paper to read Hana's death* Yeri: Boom Joy:*gasp* Hana Yeri: No
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Wendy: Let's play a game! Two truths and one lie Irene: I'll go first. My eyes are blue, I love dogs, and once I murdered a man in cold blood Hana: Right idea Irene, but it's got to be more challenging for the rest- Yeri: Your eyes are brown Hana: Hana: You did WHAT?!
