only human

Ah, don’t just say that now. Make sure you really mean it. 

I do really mean it!

Just tell them Charlotte.. I’m sure they’ll understand

I do tell them! I tell them every year, but they still do it.

I'm, uh...not the best at French, but maybe I can help?

Aww, you don’t think I can be a badass, either, do you?

No! No, you uh...you totally can!

Yeah, I uh...I can see that now.

"O-oh, uh...you saw that? That's...awkward, um...there was uh, a wasp over here, so maybe I just freaked out a tiny little bit."

Please don't make me get up.

Like...never never? How come?

"What’s the damage of my damage what do you mean?" Miles groaned, hugging the cushion and closing his eyes, "I don’t want… Lets make food.”

"What's your damage? You know...what's your problem? Your issue?" She sighed, rubbing her temples for a moment. "Oh my god! Make up your mind." With a groan, she smacked him with a pillow again. "I guess we could make something. I could make pancakes? Or my incredibly famous, incredibly delicious grilled cheese?"

Well...that makes sense, I guess. Is Rent your favorite musical then?

Nothing happened.. Well except I kissed my best friend and now he wants to forget it ever happened.. But yeah nothing.

Oh, wow. Like...you mean Miles?

"Can you ask your mom or something?" Miles mumbled into a pillow that he hugged against his chest, "I can’t taaaaalk," He whined before laughing softly. Him being on the phone sounded so unappealing. "I’ll pay."

"Miles." She simply stared at him, an unimpressed look crossing her face. "Do you see my mother around anywhere? And you are talking right now." Letting out a sigh, she rubbed her hands over her face. "Seriously, what's your damage right now?"

I’m more of a Rent the musical kind of guy.

But...Rent is so depressing!

How much alcohol do you think it’ll take to forget this whole week?

Um...a lot, I think. But I don't really know if that's a good idea...what happened?

I think I may be the one is least excited for school to start back up.

That might be accurate, yeah. I still can't decide if I'm excited or not...

"Lets get everything." Miles stretched out, lolling her arms over the arm of he couch, "I want some chicken wings."

"You wanna get everything?" She asked, an eyebrow raising. Watching his actions, she was unable to stop the laugh that escaped her lips. "Well...you can get whatever you want. As long as you get me sesame chicken. And also Chow Mein."