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Cyrus: Are you and Mellie fighting?
Olivia: No, no. We’re just expressing our love loudly. That’s how much we love each other.
Cyrus: …
Mellie: …
Olivia: [yelling] RIGHT, HONEY BEAR?
Mellie: [also yelling] YOU GOT IT, BUTTERNUTS.
Olivia: See, we’re not fighting… Butternuts?
did teenage!penelope ever not complete the assigned reading? and bs her way through a class discussion? or did she sit quiet, and silently pray that she would not be called on?
look, it was one time. there’s no need to call her out like this. she had accidentally left her copy of wuthering heights at school and english was her first period. she had no time to finish reading the assigned pages during homeroom. she sat in her chair, heart racing, and silently prayed her turn would never come. as expected, however, she was eventually called on to contribute. when she heard her name, her face turned white and a lump grew in her throat. she made a feeble attempt to bullshit a response, piggybacking off of statements her peers had already made, before claiming she didn’t feel well and asking to be excused to the nurse’s office. running away was always her go-to method in a crisis.
Mellie: Wait! Don’t go, Olivia! I like you. I- I really do. I was – I could. I’m open to it.
Olivia: …
Mellie: I could see us apple picking in the fall or pumpkin picking… In the fall. They both grow in the same season - weird. Just mmm…
Mellie: [kisses Olivia]
Olivia: Did you just stop your own ramble by kissing me?
Mellie: It appears that way.
Mellie: Olivia and I don’t have pet names for each other.
Cyrus: Uh huh. You know what bees make, right?
Mellie: Honey?
Olivia, from the other room: Yes, Mellie?
Mellie: …
Cyrus: Don’t ever lie to my face again.
Mellie: Talk to me Liv, how are we looking?
Olivia: Sexy, but not like we’re trying too hard. Like, we’re trying, but it’s almost effortless.
Fitz: You got them to sign the nuclear treaty after 30 years of war?
Mellie: What, like it’s hard?
Mellie: Help me clear the table.
Olivia: That’s not my job.
Mellie: Then what’s your job?
Olivia: Telling you what’s not my job.
Fitz: [first time at Starbucks in 10 years]
Fitz: I’d like a coffee.
Barista: What kind would you like?
Fitz: I didn’t plan for follow-up questions.
