Randi: This Year, I Lost My Dear Husband, Jordan.

Jongup: go big or go home!

Daehyun, tears in his eyes: I am begging you, Jongup, go home. please. just this once, go home.

Jongup, whispering: i’m going big

Dylan : *bust into the room*

Anna, startled : jesus !

Dylan : nope, it’s just me

Jorel, rollerblading into his therapist’s office with sunglasses and a piña colada : maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this.

Danny,picking up the phone: Hello?

Johnny: It's Johnny

Danny: What did he do this time?

Johnny: No it's me! It's actually Johnny

Danny: What did you do this time?

Danny: I've only slept for nine hours over the past four days, so I'm right on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

[bites into his phone]

Danny: ...this isn't a bagel.

police officer: alright, what are your names?

Ravi : don’t tell him, Hongbin

police officer, writing it down: Hongbin

Ravi: shit

Hongbin: way to go, Ravi

police officer:

Hongbin: fuck

N: i gotta figure out what kind of hoe i’m gonna be for halloween 

Jorel: We’re gonna die!

Dylan: Think positive!

Jorel: We’re gonna die quickly!

Danny: I can fit my whole world in the palm of my hands!

Jorel: that’s impos-

Danny: *cups Jorel’s face*

Jorel: *blushing* Danny, I have a reputation

Danny: “I must crack open a cold one, but I have no boys.”

Dylan: “You require the milkshake.”