#ryan maclean

Gabe: I mean I’ve got some shoots booked and some invoices to chase up but—

Ryan: Gabe that’s nice but you need a solid plan, before you end up homeless.

Gabe: Don’t be dramatic, Ry.

*Janelle enters*

Janelle: who’s dramatic now?

Ryan: you two need a plan, I’ve already emailed you 4 jobs each that I think you’d be good at—

*door knocks*

Liam: ...hi, I don’t know if you remember me but-

Janelle: I remember you. What do you want?

[Enter Gabriel]

Liam: Janelle, right? Is Gabe here? I'd really like to speak with him.

Gabe: answer the question.

ryan: just tell us!

janelle: why do you care so much? you don’t do this shit with gabe.

ryan: gabe’s a lost cause.

*door swings open*

jack: I’m losing my shit you guys!

ryan: keep it down jack! see this is the shit I’m talking about.

jack: what? look I’m sorry but I’m freaking out. there’s no way nicky’s ready to be a dad. 

ryan: we don’t know that.

gabe: we kinda do...

janelle: well I don’t know about you but I’m not ready to be an aunt.

jack: [we’re watching] rick and morty.

nicky: sick.

jack: anyone spoken to gabe or ‘nelle?

nicky: no, not yet.

ryan: I’m gonna @ them in the groupchat. 

{and they lived across the hall}

ry-ry @ 10:04am: <gabe> <janelle> are u good?

hot nelle summer @ 10:05am: we gucci, we’ll be over in a few.

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nakia: can someone pass me a bagel?

nicky: in ryan’s defence...she hasn’t seen her boyfriend in like 3 months so our love lives are like crack to her...

jack: oof...he’s got a point though...

ryan: go to hell. both of you. 

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ryan: I don’t think we should jump to conclusions. 

janelle: are you serious? why else would she be here?

gabe: I don’t see the point in freaking out. it might not even be his.

janelle: what so she shows up pregnant after this long just to see how he’s doing? that’s bullshit.

ryan: I can’t believe you’re bailing on us for what I can only assume is sex.

gabe: you would too if your bf didn’t live in a different state!

ryan: wow!

jack: c’mon on guys let’s keep it cool.

ryan: choke, gabe. 

nicky: oof.

gabe: right. I’ll see you all tomorrow. ry I love you  really.