A: I grew up and grew a backbone.

“We turned him into this! It’s Chad’s fault. It’s Fran’s fault. It’s Hiram’s fault. It’s Carmen’s fault---It’s my fault. We made this fucking nightmare because we thought it was one more step towards solving overpopulation, to solving political conflict, to fixing all these things---a self governing, man-made dimension just to get away from the world.

Stevie: I can make them hot chocolates, does that help? c:

"What can I say, I'm a pro! Remember to have some aspirin and water ready when you wake up with a hangover, kid."

A: :( you are very mean

Hemostasis

Harold’s eyes flew open, breath caught in his throat. Without thinking, he swung his legs over the side of his bed and hurried out of the room and into the hallway. He peeked into his room to see Anderson still in his bed before navigating through the dark apartment along a path he could follow with his eyes closed.

The noises were coming from outside. Harold peeked out the window, only to see a silhouette hunched over the trash bin.

No more wasting time. The man threw the door open, throwing up his hand the second he stepped outside, using his powers to keep the stranger’s muscles still.

Nate: :| *doesn't know who frollo is lmao*

Mar; you look like this guy /she holds up a picture to him/