Arin: I thought you were dead!
JD: I get that a lot.
Alex: I’m a God.
Arin: You yelled “shut up” at a thunderstorm and it happened to dissipate. It was purely coincidence. You have no power.
Galen: Shut it. They’re a God.
Arin: Get out of the chair.
Alex: Maybe you could reconsider how you’re asking.
Arin:
Arin: Get the fuck out of the chair.
Alex: Thanks for letting me stay here.
Galen: Of course! As they say in France, ‘mi casa es tu casa’.
Arin: That’s Spanish.
Galen: People speak Spanish in France!
Arin: Bye, have a nice day!
JD: Bye, I love you.
Nova approaches Nora while she's getting dressed for her next training lesson.
Nova: Nora *whispering*
Nora: Yes?
Nova: Why is everyone staring at me?
Nora: Hm?
Nova: The whole locker room...They are staring at me.
Nora: You are very beautiful, who wouldn't?
Nova: No...I mean...they keep staring at my pants.
Nora: Why do they keep staring at you pan-
Nora glances down at Nova's pants and her eyes widen.
Nova: What?
Nora: You...you don't feel that?
Nova: Feel what?
Nora: The...the...
Nora breaks into giggling.
Nova: Why are you laughing at me? This isn't funny.
Nora: No...it's how you're wearing your pants...you might as well just be in your boxer shorts.
Nova: Please explain...
Nora silently takes Nova's hand and drags her to the nearest shower mirror.
Nora: Look.
While Nora is laughing to the point of tears, Nova figures out what it is.
Nova: Oh...
Nora: Yeah...*loud wheezing* Mhm...
Nova: Please breathe..
Amara: I left my sword in someone's purse.
Nora: Amara...I don't think that's how this world works.
Helena: Nora is correct on that point.
Onyx: Yeah, I have never seen anyone stick a sword in a purse.
Nora: I surely wouldn't, I personally prefer a satchel.
Helena: Same here.
Amara: I have the same preference with bags.
Onyx: I like purses!
*Beat of silence*
Onyx: You saw Amala right?
Helena: Please do not bring up Amala.
Onyx: Alright then! Better topic of conversation!
Nora: Mhm?
Onyx: So...No one is going to talk about how Nova walks around in on-brand crop tops and baggy sweat pants.
Amara: Comfort clothes? I don't see what's wrong about walking around the dorms in comfort clothes.
Onyx: Not the clothes, Amara...THE ABS!
*Nora coughs*
Nora: Glad I'm not the only one staring.
*Everyone bursts into giggle*
Amara: Okay, okay. But can we please talk about Helena and her independent walk?
Helena: Isn't gossip supposed to be when the person isn't around?
Onyx: It's not gossip...it's complements.
Nora: Agreed, the way you sway your hips when you walk is something no one in this sorority can ignore.
Helena: I don't understand...
Onyx: You are sexy as fuck! No one disagrees.
*Nora and Amara hum in agreement*
Helena: O-oh...Thank you.