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  • [N]: Excuse me, I demand your undivided attention.
  • Grayson: You couldn't handle my undivided attention.
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  • Ethan, after doing some dumb shit: Did I ever tell you how hot you look when you’re angry?
  • [N]: Well, I must look gorgeous right now because I’m furious!

Grayson: You spelled that word wrong.

Ethan: Okay. Then how do you spell it?

Grayson: I don’t know.

Ethan: then how do you know it’s wrong?

Grayson: Because that’s obviously not the way it’s spelled!!!

  • Grayson: Sorry I'm late I was doing... stuff.
  • You, walking in with dishevelled hair: I'm stuff.
  • Cameron: You keep hugging Y/n when she’s upset.
  • Cameron: Next thing you know, she’s going to fall in love with you. Is that what you want?
  • Grayson, attempting denial: *scoffing* Is that what I want.
  • Ethan, loudly through a megaphone: Yes.

Ethan: I can’t believe you and Nolan broke the bed last night.

Grayson: You two must’ve gotten wild.

You: Haha yeah…

[Last night]

You: I bet you can’t jump high enough to touch the ceiling.

Nolan: Try me.

Dolan: Not everyone is going to think I’m pretty, and that’s okay!

Dolan:

Dolan: They are wrong though.

You: Sometimes I wake up and I’ll be looking at Dolan in the early light while he’s still sleeping.

James: Aww-

You: And I’ll drag a shoelace across his face and yell, “DOLAN, WAKE UP, THERE’S A BUG ON YOUR FACE!”

You: And then he wakes up screaming.

James:

Bryant: *tearing up* Relationship goals.

You, with your kid on your arms: What are you doing?

Ethan: I… lost my key.

You: You know doorbells and cellphones exist for a reason, right?

Ethan: I didn’t- I didn’t want to wake you.

You: So you climb our tree…

Ethan: *trying not to fall*

You: To break into our house- Your house…

Ethan:

You: To break into our bedroom at ass o'clock …

You: But couldn’t because we locked the window…

You: And you just left yourself hanging like an idiot out of a tree, waking us up thinking there was a burglar trying to kill us?

Ethan: …Yes…

  • Y/n: I haven't been outside for so long. I already feel as though I'm trapped inside of... what are those things you're always eating?
  • Grayson: Pizza bagels?
  • Y/n: No.
  • Grayson: Pizza rolls?
  • Y/n: No.
  • Grayson: Pizza poppers?
  • Y/n: No.
  • Grayson: Pizzaritos?
  • Y/n: No.
  • Grayson: Pizza pockets?
  • Y/n: That’s it. I feel like I'm trapped inside a giant pizza pocket!
  • Lisa: Why is it, when something disastrous and drunk happens, it is always you four?
  • James: [covered in glitter and wearing sunglasses indoors]
  • Emma: [sporting a hickey the size of planet earth on her neck]
  • Ethan: [with a split lip and a shiner]
  • Grayson: [covered in pancake batter]

Feliz martes mis amores! 💙