#off-duty commentators

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Off-Duty Commentators

Dru, addressing the haters: And if you have any suggestions feel free to put them in the suggestion box.

Sors: But - that’s just a trash can.

Dru: It sure is!

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Dru, tending to Sors’ wounds: How would you rate your pain?

Sors: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.

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Crimson Dawn Goon, negotiating with Dru: We have Sors. Give us ten thousand credits and they will be returned to you unharmed.

Sors: Whoa, whoa, wait, you think I’m only worth ten thousand credits?

Crimson Dawn Goon:

Sors: MAKE IT ONE MILLION-

Dru: SORS STOP

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Dru, struggling to keep upright in their 1 inch heels: Yeah, I-I don’t really think heels are for me.

Sors, pointing at her and walking flawlessly in sparkly golden 6 inch heels: WEAK.

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Dru: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait.

Sors: You and me!!!

Dru, tearing up: Okay.

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Dru: I made tea.

Sors: I don’t want tea.

Dru: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea.

Sors: Then why are you telling me?

Dru: It’s a conversation starter.

Sors: That’s a lousy conversation starter.

Dru: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

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Dru: It’s dark in here.

Sors: Don’t worry. I got this.

Sors: *stomps feet*

Sors: *skechers light up*

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Dru: *accidentally hits Sors in the face*

Dru: *trying to decide between saying ‘I’m fucking sorry’ and ‘Are you okay’*

Dru: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?

Sors: What’s wrong with you!?