#porter a

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Plans Tomorrow?

Sarah: Guess what I’m doing tomorrow?

Porter A: Becoming a productive member of society?

Sarah: Porter, come on.

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After Hicks Pranks Sarah

Hicks: SAVE ME!

Porter A: From what?

Hicks: *Points towards Sarah* From That!

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Emotions?

Porter A: *Smiles*

Porter A: *Has another emotion*

Porter A: *Hisses to himself* Get back into the forbidden feelings box, you dirty little fuck!

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Meme Wars Greek Gods

Hicks: Hephaestus

Julia: Aphrodite

Alan: Zeus

Porter A: Phobus

Jolly: Hades

Taylor A: Hestia

Bean: Ares

Sarah: Hypnos

Myers: Eros

Klauk: Iris

Mitch: Hera

Caroline: Nike

Maya: Athena

Thomas: Ossa

Luke: Apollo

Porter K: Persephone

Paris: Poseidon 

Glenn: Deimos

Dylan: Hera

Josh: Aigaios

Stephen: Hermes

Jared: Dramaeus

Ben:  Momus

Detlow: Dionysus

Trevor: Demeter

Louie: Cerberus 

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Double O Pride Month

Julia: When straight people assume I’m one of them, I feel like a gay secret agent.

Sarah: Lesbionage

Dylan: Bi spy

Porter A: It’s an ace case

Porter K: Secret gaygent

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They Call Me Coffee

Caroline: They call me coffee because I grind so fine. *Winks*

Porter A: Oh my god.

Hicks: They call me coffee because I keep you up past 2 AM

Porter A: Not you too-

Sarah: They call me coffee-

Porter A: Please no.

Sarah: Because I’m dark and bitter and most people don't like me without changing some aspect of who I am.

Porter A: Oh.

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The Coffee Pot Is Found Broken At Hicks’ House

Hicks: So, who broke it? I’m not mad, I just want to know.

Taylor A: I did, I broke it-

Hicks: No. No, you didn’t. Bean?

Bean: Don’t look at me. Look at Thomas.

Thomas: What? I didn’t break it.

Bean: Hmm. That’s weird. How did you even know it was broken?

Thomas: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken.

Bean: Suspicious.

Thomas: No, it’s not!

Jolly: If it matters...probably not... Porter A was the last one to use it.

Porter A: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap.

Jolly: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?

Porter A: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Jolly!

Taylor A: Alright, let’s not fight. I broke it, let me pay for it, Hicks.

Hicks: No. Who broke it?

Dylan: Hicks, Caroline has been awfully quiet...

Caroline: Really?!

Dylan: Yeah, really!

Cut to Hicks in the room, the rest of them fighting in the background

Hicks: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now, they'll be at each other’s throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.