A: “Let’s just forget this ever happened.”
B: “Agreed. But if we’re caught, you’re taking the blame.”
A: “Hey–it’s okay, what’s wrong?”
B: “I’m sorry–I just thought something had happened to you. I don’t know what I would do …”
A: “I’m fine; I’m right here, see? Everything’s okay.”
A: “… you look better in it, anyway.”
A: “Hey–what the hell! You can’t just barge in here like that!”
B: “… Did you seriously just throw a ninja star at me?”
A: “It’s your fault for interrupting me! I was practicing my aim!”
B: “No kidding–you missed me by a mile.”
A: “Does something have to be wrong whenever I want to die?”
A: “You make some cute noises in your sleep.”
B: “W-what? Why were you watching me sleep? And besides–I don’t talk in my sleep and I never have!”
A: “Never said nothin’ about talking, sweetheart. Maybe some … moans.”
B: “ … I am going to kill you.”
A: “Do you ever think about . . . space?”
B: “Aw, c’mon! It’ll be fun!”
A: “I’m serious–I will embarrass you and the entirety of the human race in the process.”
B: “You can’t be that bad.”
A: “Oh, believe me, I am.”
A: “No–this is your fault!”
B: “C’s going to kill you!”
A: “This was your idea, jackass!”
A: “Hey–are you listening to me?”
B: “What? I can’t hear you from down there.”
A: “I AM NOT THAT SHORT, YOU JERK!”
B: “Oh, I can hear you now. And yes, you really are.”
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