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who steals french fries off the other’s plate:

Lance. He finishes his first and Lotor doesn’t really mind sharing.

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple:

Lance, probably. Lotor would give him a side-eye and raise an eyebrow. xD

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail:

Both are equally likely to need busting out, so... both is good.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues:

Lance. As much as Lotor would hate to admit it, he’s not that experienced when it comes to dating and Lance might have some legitimately good advice.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes:

Lance. Lotor’s too good! He has to even the playing field somehow, right?

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk:

Lotor. He’d be willing to fight for it.

who starts and who wins the pillow fights:

Lance starts it --- Lotor has no idea what a ‘pillow fight’ is before Lance whaps him with a pillow some night. Lotor would probably refuse to back down once he got into it, though.

who says “your pants would look better on their floor” to the other’s potential crush:

((Of course I would like!))@sharpxshootcr

1. Singing loudly into an inanimate object as if it’s a microphone.

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Technically, this is Pidge’s fault. She just happened to figure out how to bring up and access a huge archive of earth music. He doesn’t know how she did it, and he will never ask, because having that piece of home is nice.

So a playlist is playing on shuffle, a mix match of music of all different genres flowing out of the small speaker set they installed in the kitchen. He was planning on grabbing his bowl full of food and heading out, not paying any kind to the music switching songs.

And then he hears that high E.

He is 18 years old. He is no longer going through puberty. He has some form of impulse control.

No he doesn’t.

He grabs a spoon, turns the music up several clicks, and can’t help but belt along.

“WHEN I WAS-” He flips his hair back, smoothing it out of his face as he fully gets into it. “A YOUNG BOY- MY FATHER, TOOK ME IN TO THE CITY-”

          “WHAT WAS that? i couldn’t hear you --- must be some kind of interference.” okay, maybe keith should actually go help him. after all, lance actually looked genuinely freaked out but at the same time...keith really loved messing with lance whenever he got the chance. what better chance than now considering it was nothing life or death.