#lesbiansatlunch

Girl 1: Statisstatiststatistics

Girl 2: Statistictits

Girl 1: Statistits

Girl 2: Statits

Girl 1: Lookit my shirt!

Girl 2: It's that glow in the dark one. Cool

Girl 1: Look at my shirt

Girl 2: I know what it does

Girl 1: Look at my shirt

Girl 2: ...

Girl 1: *tries to fit into little spaces to show off the shirt*

Girl 2: *pokes Girl 1*

Girl 1: *pokes Girl 2's nipple*

Girl 2: That was my nipple! *starts to tickle Girl 1*

Girl 1: *falls out of her chair*

Girl 1: I feel so gay today

Girl 2: So is it a 74% kinda day or an 83% day?

Girl 1: More gay

Girl 2: You can't be any more gay. You like Tom Hiddleston

Girl 2: *picks up girl 1 and carries her across the hallway*

Girl 1: *random/untelligible screaming and yelping*

-After

Girl 1: You just carried me like 12 feet

Girl 2: *congratulates 2 friends on a wonderful performance*

2 Friends: *hugs her*

Girl 2: *returns hugs* Wait *realizes that because of her short height she is getting a faceful of boob on wither side of her* asdfghjkl boob sandwich!

Girl 2: I'm not going to have any more than 3 kids

Girl 1: What if you had one kid and then you had triplets? Then you would have 4

Girl 2: Then I would stop there and that's not likely. I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to have fertilization issues. I'm not octomom.

Girl 1: *has a casual convo with third party*

Girl 2: *sees bug on Gil 1's jacket and flicks it off her chest*

Both: *stay silent for a bit*

Girl 2: There was a bug on your jacket, I wasn't going for your boobs