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incorrect chicago quotes 4

Cubbie: so, Jordan, tell us about your family.

Jordan: ...

Everyone: ...

Jordan: ...

Jordan: I have one.

#chicago group #hollowes

incorrect chicago quotes part 3

Tom: Just so you know, if you go to prison, I won’t wait for you.

TJ: You won’t have to, I’ll escape. We both know this.

#chicago group #hollowes

incorrect chicago quotes part 2

Sydney: We will get along just fine, though hopefully not too fine, because I am not looking for any new friends. End speech.

Cubbie: well said.

#chicago group #hollowes

tj coming back to chicago after 2 years during his school break for a couple of days but feeling too nervous to see thomas again ("I'm leaving again tomorrow, what's the point?") but he cant resist, later when the museum is closed and the security is about to leave he shows up, hugs the guards and chat with them for a while before sneaking in and putting a note on thomas door. "Miss you. Miss Toby." and under it in small letters "swear i didnt steal anything"

swear i didn’t steal anything

#im yelling #thomas x travis #hollowes #of course you have to point that out

△ sven and dex on their first mission together (is it too early to ask for them i hope not)

Sven and Dex trapped in a small closet together on their very first mission.

“This would be a lot more fun for me if your brother was in this here tight squeeze with me instead of you,” Dex groans, because the walls are so close around them that he has to suck in some of his breath to make room for both of them to fit somewhat comfortably. He’s sure Sven is doing the same as the man stares back at him for the comment.

“If my brother was on this mission he would be in this exact spot because this is your fault, D’Angelo,” Sven offers, and Dex is sure that if larger movements were allowed in their current position, Sven’s voice would’ve been louder.

Dex shrugs, inadvertently getting in Sven’s face in the process, “Call this a learning experience. Now we know not to try and outsmart Russian operatives in their own headquarters without properly disabling their security.”

Sven’s glares, if it’s possible for glares to do so, grows louder. Dex has only heard so many words out of the man during their mission but now he can hear via the glare, “We did not need to be pressed uncomfortably close on enemy ground for us to learn that,” with a side of, “An imbecile would know that without any help.”

“Hey, Vogel,” Dex’s says in response to the heated look. His tone has a bounce to it that makes Sven roll his eyes before Dex can even continue. “Is that a co2 laser in my pocket or am I just happy to see you?”

Dex grins, waiting for his comment to be met with something other than his partner’s perpetual scowl. With no such luck after 5 solid seconds of uninterrupted eye contact, Dex gives up. “It’s a co2 laser, Vogel, I’m not happy to see you,” he grumbles, squeezing his hand between them, maneuvering it to try and reach the gadget that would aid their escape. “You’re no fun.”

This time Sven doesn’t even bother with giving Dex a look.