Ronan | Andrew

wymack: in a country full of neanderthals, i wear the FUCKING BADGE OF HONOR.

reporters: what about the rumors that they’re mentally unbalanced?

gansey: “ronan i got so anxious that i needed to touch your body.”

gansey: “looks like we’re going to be empty nesters again.”

ronan: “actually, i have to sleep at adam’s tomorrow night.”

gansey: “little orphan gansey??????”

gansey: “this zucchini bread is mid.”

blue: “when did you learn ‘mid,’ gansey?”

gansey: “i’m such a precocious child.”

adam: “i think a lot of my stress is just because i’m a cancer.”

noah, sobbing: “my phone doesn’t recognize me because i’m UGLY right now!!!!”

gansey: “gosh, i’m making a ruckus.”

adam: “you want the tea?”

the gangsey: “yeah!”

adam: “well, my diabolical plan is working better than expected.”

gansey: “look! i joined the cloud appreciation society facebook group.”

ronan: “how else am i supposed to judge a book?”

gansey: “by the BACK cover. got a nice little blurb on there.”

noah: “i can’t imagine being an actor. well, what i can’t imagine is being an extrovert.”

gansey: “no one drinks rum straight! except pirates.”

adam: “ronan’s leaving now 3 minutes ago. and he was leaving soon… 47 minutes ago.”

gansey: “pelicans have such a hard life.”

adam: “why?”

gansey: “well they lose their eyesight from smashing into the water.”