#tbom shitpost

[feah-leah]

Kevin, texting: You'd do that for me?

McKinley: Of course! I know yoyd do the same for me.

McKinley: Yoyd?

Kevin: Yoyd.

McKinley: Maybe "yoyd" will be our "always".

[saltysunflowersugar]

it really is though

[feah-leah]

McKinley, sending a link in the gc: Can they not.

McKinley: Also, do not ask why I'm awake at 5am. It's honestly not worth it.

[Kevin reacted to the link]

McKinley: Why the fuck are you awake at this time?

[feah-leah]

Kevin, to McKinley: Would you liked to stay for dinner?

Mrs Price, in the other room: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

[feah-leah]

Davis, to Church: Just think about this, I'm your hottest friend.

Davis: Actually... no, that's Kevin.

Davis: I'm your nicest friend.

Davis: No, McKinley...

Davis: I'm your friend?

Church, nodding: And I love you for it.

[feah-leah]

Arnold: So, what's your type?

McKinley: Tall, brown hair, hazel eyes, great smile, strange taste in friends.

Arnold: Huh. That sounds kind of like Kevin. Too bad he's not a girl.

McKinley: Did I mention the strange taste in friends?

[feah-leah]

Poptarts: So, how long have you been sleeping with Price?

McKinley: What!?

Poptarts: How long have you been sleeping with Price?

McKinley: That's disgusting. And wrong! I don't even get-why would I... I've never had sex with anyone anywhere. It's none of your-you have... the nerve, the audacity... Kevin is my colleague, technically. And he is terrible, face-wise. And how... how do I know, frankly, that you're not sleeping with him? Maybe you are, maybe you're trying to throw me off? Hm, check and mate.

[feah-leah]

Kevin: How did you know I was going to propose?

McKinley: Arnold hasn't been able to look at me all month without crying.