Prompts Galore,, Hopefully

Person A: My dog died..

Person B: yeah they do that

Person A: UGH, WHatever- I’m going to bed! I’ll just do the homework tomorrow.

Person B: The homework is.. due tomorrow..

Person A: Bruh I’m still doing the summer homework that’s due tomorrow.

Person A: Oh fudGE ME I HAVE 10 ASSIGNMENTS DUE TOMORROW AND I NEED TO SET UP MY DEVICE PROPERLY FOR SCHOOL AND OHHH FUDGGEEEE

Person B: Do you like Person C?

Person A: I don't like Person C...

-not even a full 24 hours later-

Person A: WHAT DO I WEAR??

Person B: So this is a date?

Person A: NO IM JUST NERVOUS

Person B: For a hangout?? with a friend??

Person A, reading off a sheet of paper: If you saw someone committing a small crime, what would you do?

Person B: Stop them, obviously.

Person A: Good good. If you saw someone committing a big crime, what would you do?-

Person B, with no hesitation: Join them.

Person A: I plead the 5th-

Person A & B: *heavily cuddling*

Person A & B: *are no longer cuddling because Person B starts working*

Person A: *arms wrapped around B’s waist* Do you think I like you?

Person B: Nah.

Person A: Yeah, I don’t. You don’t like me, right?

Person B: Yep, I don’t.

Person C: I think you have a crush on Person B!

Person A: Nah, the only crush I have is crushing anxiety.

Person C:

Person A:

Person A: So I found this orange on the floor.

Person B: Please don’t eat that.

Person A is a writer and has every couple in their book stab each other before getting together.

Person C is their editor friend.

Person C also knows Person A likes Person B.

Person C: So it’s basically scientifically proven from your book that stabbing your crush makes them fall for you.

Person A: ... sure?

Person C: You should stab Person B.

*Valentine’s Day*

Person A: ... what is this?

Person B: An onion.

Person A: ... an.. onion.

Person B: Yep!

Person A: Why couldn’t you get me roses or something?

Person B: Because roses is the equivalent of a lot of money wilting, but you can eat an onion.

Person 2: ... smell what?

Person 1: I smell gay.

Dean: Pff cool.

Pastor: 30 Jesus points means 30 custom-made pies.

Dean: