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klaus: i am covered in blood for sexy reasons
klaus: also, i just got stabbed
allison, holding up an unlabeled bottle: is this whiskey or perfume?
klaus: lemme see
klaus: *takes the bottle and chugs it*
klaus: it's perfume
allison: i know we don't get along, but i got you this bath bomb as a peace offering. whenever you feel stressed, just run yourself a bath and throw this in. i promise, all your worries will be gone in seconds
leonard, opening the package: this is a toaster
allison: do you take constructive criticism?
klaus: not without crying
luther: how would you rate your pain?
klaus: 0/10.
luther: how- your arm is literally going the wrong way-
klaus: as in 0/10 would not recommend
luther:
klaus: very not gucci, does not slap, no thanks
allison: you're like school in july
leonard:
allison: no class
diego: patch talks in her sleep sometimes. it's adorable
patch, sleeping: fight me... you motherfucker... square up... i think the fuck not
diego: your existence is confusing
klaus: how?
diego: your presence is annoying, but the thought of anything bad happening to you upsets me
klaus: things i want- snuggles
also klaus: things i receive- struggles
allison: i don't dress to impress. i dress to depress. i want to look so good people hate themselves.
klaus, quietly: spooky scary skeletons send shivers down your spine
five:
klaus, steadily building volume: shrieking skulls will shock your soul, seal your doom tonight
five:
klaus, screaming at the top of his lungs: SPOOKY SCARY SKELETONS SPEAK WITH SUCH A SCREECH YOU'LL SHAKE AND SHUDDER IN SURPRISE WHEN YOU HEAR THESE ZOMBIES SHRI-
five: SHUT THE FUCK UP
ben: is there a word that a mix between sad and mad?
five: malcontented, disgruntled, miserable-
klaus: SMAD
*debating*
luther: *finishes argument*
reginald: your turn, number two.
diego: yeah, so everything he just said is bullshit
grace: when you answer the phone, what do you say
diego: what up?
klaus: who dis be?
five: no, he's dead. this is his son.
allison: i think luther is in trouble.
diego: alright. struggling to give a fuck, if i'm being honest.
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