huntcrcrowley:
“My childhood was watching cartoons in only my underwear but you don’t see me being nostalgic, do you?”
“If you did, I wouldn’t judge you. Lighten up some, goodness.”
"I don't need to be lightened."
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huntcrcrowley:
“My childhood was watching cartoons in only my underwear but you don’t see me being nostalgic, do you?”
“If you did, I wouldn’t judge you. Lighten up some, goodness.”
"I don't need to be lightened."
“Is that sarcasm?”
“Not at all actually. I’m genuinely shocked that was your first idea.”
"Am I wrong?"
huntcrcrowley:
“…If you’re not the age of five, I’m really going to judge you.”
“Um, it’s my childhood, okay? Can’t judge when I’m being nostalgic.”
"My childhood was watching cartoons in only my underwear but you don't see me being nostalgic, do you?"
“Were you dead?”
“You are pretty quick on the uptake there, aren’t you. Most people don’t jump to that conclusion.”
"Is that sarcasm?"
huntcrcrowley:
“What kind of game are you playing?”
“…My Little Pony: Friendship Gardens.”
"...If you're not the age of five, I'm really going to judge you."
“Someone want to explain to me why this game crashes every single time I try to go over the rainbow?”
"What kind of game are you playing?"
ℳ ——— ❝ remind me EXACTLY ; what you’re doing in MY ROOM ?! ❞
"Its a free country, lady."
✚ ——— ❝ —— oh…. this is bad… this is REALLY bad. we had sex, right ? like…. oh god. ❞
"No, I think you're just on drugs. I'm fully clothed."
❝ are you PURPOSELY doing that ? ❞
"Why? Is it bothering you?"
ℳ ✦ ℳ ———- ❝ what the HELL does someone have to do around here to get some fun ? or does no one KNOW the word fun in the mansion. ❞
"Geez, you sound like a bucket of fun."
"Didnt realize I was supposed to."
“Forgive me, I have forgotten. What is a microwave oven?”
"Something you make food in, it's kind of obvious."
huntcrcrowley:
“Well.. I’m definitely not in Seattle anymore.. Has anyone seen Celia?”
No, you are not. You’re in California. And no, I have not. Nor do I even know who that is.
"I've heard I'm in California. Long ways from Seattle, actually. Celia is my sister."
huntcrcrowley:
“So I’ve been told. Any idea how I’ve gotten here?”
“Your guess is as good as mine. I don’t even know how I’m alive.”
"Were you dead?"
huntcrcrowley:
“A little shorter than me, brown hair, kinda athletic.. she’s my sister.”
“Mhm, that could probably be a lot of people here so I’m gonna have to say no, I’m sorry. I’m sure she’ll pop up eventually though.”
"I hope so. I haven't really been too far away from her."
huntcrcrowley:
“You still sound like you’re talking about an ass.”
“An ass-? … I think that is the sound, so yes. It does, a little.”
"More than a little, man. a lot."
huntcrcrowley:
“Well.. I’m definitely not in Seattle anymore.. Has anyone seen Celia?”
“Who the hell is Celia?”
"Celia is my sister."