@appl3saucemeowmeow, first time doing interactions, hope I did good🙏🏻
(Archie was walking down the hallway. Lluís suddenly walked next to him and threw an arm around his shoulders.)
Archie: Remove your arm immediately.
Lluís: What? Can't I walk with my favorite prep friend?
Archie: We are not friends.
Lluís: Sure we are. Enemies with chemistry.
Archie: That sentence physically hurt me.
Lluís: Come on, Archie. Admit it. You like bad boys.
Archie: I like wealthy people.
Lluís: I’m rich in personality.
Archie: And bankrupt in dignity.
Lluís: Okay, that one was good.
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(Archie walked through the cafeteria with his tray, stopping by Lluís table, who was stuffing his face with junk food.)
Archie: Must you eat like a raccoon?
Lluís: Must you walk like you have a stick shoved up your ass?
Archie: Table manners exist for a reason.
Lluís: Yeah. So rich guys can pretend they're better than everyone while eating the same crappy meatloaf.
Archie: Mine is edible. I selected it carefully.
Lluís: You selected cafeteria food?
Archie: Strategy is important in all things.
Lluís: Dude it's mystery meat, not chess.
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(Lluís is bench pressing in an exaggerated loudly way while Archie watches skeptically.)
Archie: You're aware lifting heavy objects repeatedly is the intellectual equivalent of banging rocks together, right?
Lluís: Says the guy whose main workout is lifting his dad's credit card.
Archie: Physical strength is barbaric.
Lluís: You can't even open a pickle jar without calling a butler.
Archie: I don't eat pickles.
Lluís: Of course you don't.
Archie: They're proletarian cucumbers.
Lluís: I'm gonna start calling you "Lord Pickle."
Archie: If you do that again, I will pay someone to beat you up.
Lluís: I can do that, how much?
