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Gyuvin: I’m gonna nickname my child “Lil Bitch”.
Ricky: I see you’re passing on your name.
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Mathew: How does that even work?
Gyuvin, mocking them: hOw dO yOu UsE a cOmPUteR aNd KnOw wHaTS GoiNg oN iT DoEsNt mAke SeNSe?!
Mathew: Your face doesnt make sense.
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Jiwoong: That shirt looks great, Hao.
Hao: Thanks.
Jiwoong: But I bet it would look even better on Hanbin’s floor.
Hanbin: Are you hitting on Hao… for me?
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Hao: You look good in that hoodie.
Hanbin: You know where else I’d look good?
Hao, zero hesitation: My bed.
Hanbin, at the same time: By your side- wait, what?
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Taerae: How do you connect with a fictional character?
Hao: What?
Jiwoong: What?
Gunwook: What?
Ricky: *pulls up a 500 slide presentation* I’m glad you asked.
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Yujin: Last night, I had a dream about sandwich pizza.
Ricky: What?
Yujin: It was pizza with bread on the top and the bottom.
Ricky: So a calzone?
Yujin: You can’t just name things I dream up.
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Hanbin: What are the hardest things to say?
Taerae: I was wrong.
Jiwoong: I need help.
Yujin: Worcestershire sauce.
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Jiwoong: Hey I got you food, pick a number between 1 and 10.
Yujin: Uh 4?
Jiwoong: Wrong, no food for you.
Yujin: Wait what?! WHY?! JIWOONG PLEASE—!
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Gunwook, at Gyuvin’s funeral: I need a moment with them.
Everyone: Of course. *They leave*
Gunwook, leaning over Gyuvin′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead.
Gyuvin: Yeah, no shit.
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Hao: Jiwoong, we need that!
Jiwoong, holding Yujin over a trash can: Nope.
Hao: Gimme it—
Jiwoong: It’s garbage.
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