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andrew: he—

nicky: hello to you too, cupcake!

allison: why so late, sugarplum?

renee: must be a busy day, luv

matt: sit down and relax, honey bun

neil: i was talking to andrew

nicky: i'm pretty sure everyone wants to kiss you. just choose someone and ask!

neil: ... really?

neil: *watching at andrew*

neil:

neil: yes, but why?

andrew: well first, tax benefits.

jean: it's either jeremy or the cold, clammy hands of death

jeremy, taking his hands away: it's jeremy!

jeremy: that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever told me

As someone who says like 5% of what they think, I feel like he doesn’t say shit like that when he’s sober because he doesn’t have the energy/doesn’t want to.

But people are sleeping on the fact that Andrew, You’re-Like-A-Raccoon-Dramatic-Poetic-Disney-Villain Andrew, is absolutely the one in Andriel to think shit like,”what if we were two porcelain cats drinking spilt milk out of a bucket,” and “would you love me if I was a worm.”

aaron: we’re at my moms funeral

andrew: with spaces in between?

aaron:

Neil: Well, it depends how you look at it. Are you saying it in a “cool fun queer coded villain” way because then it’s Andrew. But if you’re asking it in a “one wrong step and they’d be a republican” way then it’s Aaron.

Aaron: I’m not a fucking republican

neil, also gets down: what are we searching for?