Robin: If I Punch Myself And It Hurts, Am I Weak Or Strong?

Finney: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE

Robin: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially

Finney, desperately, as robin bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Robin: Oh! B positive.

Finney: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

Robin:

Robin: One time Steve and Eddie were having a heated argument in the car and Steve took Eddie's Metallica tape out of the player and threw it out the window with rage and Eddie looked him dead in the eyes and pulled out a second copy of that same tape and put it back in the player.

Finney, in a crowd and can't find robin: this calls for drastic measures

Finney, cups his hands around his mouth: FINNEY SUCKS

Vance: *from across the street* WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY

Finney: wait what

Steve: I love you

Eddie: Like jokingly?

Steve: Excuse me?

Eddie: You’re joking right?

Steve, grabbing Eddie's hand, with a straight face: I would kill for you

Eddie: Steve you’re so funny!

Steve, heartbroken: God you’re so dumb

Finney: Not trying to brag or anything, but I can wake up without an alarm clock now simply due to my crippling and overwhelming anxiety, so...

Finney doing robins Makeup

Robin: You're alive.

Vance: There's no need to sound so disappointed.

Robin watching chainsaw massacre with finn

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