I got a girl now.
No way. Tell me more.
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I got a girl now.
No way. Tell me more.
Little more than that.
Meaning?
I’m in a very good mood, what can I say?
You got laid, didn't you? If that's the case, I don't need to hear any more.
Dinner, my treat.
Ooh, I should turn eighteen more often. I'm in.
Thank God.
Wanna go out?
Depends. Where to?
Shoulda got you condoms.
I still have the ones you gave me for Christmas.
18. Just there.
Hey, I'm legally an adult or something now. And I don't feel seven anymore.
Happy Birthday, El.
Thank you, Gabriel. I finally feel like I'm not a baby.
Oh look, a stranger.
Excuse you. Be nice.
Well, I guess these birthday presents are pointless, if the birthday girl won’t even show her face.
I heard birthday.
@elenarosalia: i'm making a bet with myself that i can make adam do something fantastic for his (our) birthday
@elenarosalia: i want a pet sloth
@elenarosalia: happy valentine's day i ate a lot of chocolate today ♥
No, no, it’s fine. Just. Cute Irish boys. That’s sort of my job. You’re my favourite girl so it works out.
I'm pretty sure the actor wasn't even actually Irish, so you're still the only cute Irish boy in my heart.
Psh, no. Fine, maybe. Good. I’m better than some stupid leprechaun.
I'm really sorry that I talk about cute people so often-- it's a really bad habit. You're my favorite boy, so.
You are not. Telling you the truth its been years since I would celebrate my birthday and the only one who would remember was Elliot. Not even my dad. So I’m the lame one, not you.
When's your birthday? Now I'll remember, too. Well, we can both be lame then, yeah?