❝goodbye, adam torres.❞

You’re just in luck! I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I think I just might have some of the best notes ever written by an art student! You’re more than welcome to borrow them and take a peak if you need! 

Ever written? Well, well, well, Becky Baker --- that's an awful big claim, don't you think? You wouldn't want to go around saying all that without being completely sure! Maybe there's some kind of art student record book around here somewhere. Or would that be too convenient?

I’m sure if we tag team it’ll get done before we can even say the word “chore”. Unless you know something I don’t about the amount of dirt and dust that can get tracked in. 

I suppose I'm just ye of little faith, huh? Oh, I don't know. There could always be little dust-y's lurking around that we don't know about. Dirt's sneaky, y'know, hiding in cracks and corners. 

So, I’ve come to the conclusion that I would literally choose to do anything but go on this date tonight — and who’s wise idea was it to make it a double date? Eli can barely try to form a sentence without talking like he just killed someone and ends up making it super fucking depressing, and the rest of us just sort of have to sit there and take it. Will you cover for me if I say I’m sick?

Absolutely not. If I have to sit here and sulk with king sulker himself, then you're forced to suffer with me. Now, I don't make the rules --- but if I did... you'd definitely still be here with me. Sorry, Torres.

So… that dinner wen’t well, huh?

Those probably wouldn't be the words I'd use, no.