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Hao: Gyuvin, I beg of you. Please, PLEASE go to the doctor.
Gyuvin: Hey, I’m sorry. Is this OUR stab wound?
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Ricky: If I stay in bed I’ll be warm. If I get in the shower, I’ll also be warm. But the distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.
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Taerae: Coca Cola is a health potion, Pepsi is a mana potion.
Hanbin: What’s grape soda?
Taerae: It’s fucking purple baby!!!
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Ricky: If I die, you can have what little I own.
Jiwoong: Wait. What do you mean “if” you die?
Ricky: My unending existence is fuelled by pure spite, that of which the painful experiences of life have rendered me full.
Jiwoong:
Jiwoong: *Sighs* Let me call your therapist again.
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Hao: The last time I went to an urgent care clinic, I checked off ‘excessive crying’ on the symptom list, and then the nurse got really confused and said that was meant for babies.
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Jiwoong: Who the fuck-
Hanbin: Language!
Jiwoong: Whom the fuck-
Hanbin: No.
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Taerae: Ah shit, I forgot.
Hanbin: Forgot what?
Taerae: How do you expect me to answer that?
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Hao: Oh, to be a bored heir to the throne who keeps rejecting marriage proposals due to being secretly in love with the cute gardener.
Hanbin: Oh, to be a cute gardener who secretly places roses in the heir’s room because they are in love with them.
Gunwook: Oh, to be the palace guard who discreetly helps to boost the cute gardener up the wall for their secret deliveries in the middle of the night.
Ricky: Oh, to be the heir’s best friend witnessing the two fools dance around each other while knowing damn well that the two like each other.
Gyuvin: Oh, to be the noble suitor from another royal family who comes to know of their love instantly and makes an entire plan to get them their happy ending, meeting the heir’s best friend in the process.
Jiwoong: Oh, to be a medieval peasant who knows nothing about the heir’s personal life and who dies of dysentery at age 23.
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Taerae, in Mathew’s window: I thought I’d find you here!
Ricky, climbing past Taerae: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR-
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*Yujin sneezes*
Gyuvin: Yujin, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!
*Ricky sneezes*
Gyuvin: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.
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