Incorrect Skam France

Imane: okay let's roast the turkey

Lucas, to the turkey: the only time you ever got laid was the day you were born lmao nerd

Imane: th-that's not what–

Lucas: *standing behind Eliott and glaring at the guy being threatened by his boyfriend*

Le gang: *fall silent*

Lucas: *reads it*

The piece of paper: Do you like me? Choose an option yes or no

Lucas: *circles yes and slides it back*

Eliott: *blushes*

Le gang:

Lucas: I would do anything for you

Eliott: Take your bags?

Lucas: That's too far... I can watch you though

Eliott: walking fast–

Eliott, slowing down: walking a little bit slower so my steps can match Lucas's because he's short.

Stranger: what does he look like?

Lucas:

Lucas: Eliott... WHAT THE FUCK?

Eliott, slamming the closet door: I can explain!

Lucas: Yes. Do explain why there are bunnies and chickens in our closet!

Eliott: Baby... We have to protect them–

Lucas: Yeah, I have PTSD. Proficient Talent for Sucking Dick.

Therapist: We also need to talk about your use of sarcasm as a coping mechanism.

Eliott: can i use them as ear warmers?

Lucas: what do you mean?

Eliott: never mind...

[one week later, Lucas jolting awake at 4 in the morning]

Lucas, on the verge of tears: Making a playlist

Eliott, reading the playlist title 'party songs for my funeral':

Eliott: What did you do this time?

Lucas, recalling the detention incident:

Daphné: No one's gonna fall for that–

Basile: IAMSTUP–