Armand: The liquor cabinet is for big boys.
Ronan: Want!
Armand: Sorry, you aren't a big boy. Now drink your juice box.
***
Armand: How the fuck did you get spaghetti sauce on the back of your head?
Elin: Oh, that is what you are mad about? I thought you were going to yell at me about the sauce on the ceiling.
Ronan: *facepalms*
***
Kadir: Quick, take my hand!
Ilyas: *grabbing his hand* Why, what's wrong?
Kadir: *intertwining their fingers* Nothing. I just wanted to hold hands.
