I can't tell if i'm slowly giving up or if i'm not good at this.
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Nakajima in her motive video: My life isn't as glamorous as my wanted poster makes it look like.
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Nakajima after cussing to much: I've come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck
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Nakajima to anyone dying before chapter 5: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!
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[waking up]
Hiromi: We've learned some very valuable lessons from this.
Mitsuki: I'm guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should've taken away.
Nakajima: Death isn't real, and I'm basically God.
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Sakura: Mitsuki...
Mitsuki: Oh no, 'Mitsuki' in b-flat.
Mitsuki: You're disappointed.
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Mitsuki: What are your goals?
Sakura: To pet all the dogs.
Mitsuki: No, fitness goals.
Sakura: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.
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Akamaki: Someone will die.
Sakura: Of fun!
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Nakajima: Ok, maybe playing 'whose family is most dysfunctional' and 'the mommy problem game' wasn't the best idea we've had. Miona's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can't get them out...
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Sakura: Jail is no fun. I'll tell you that much.
Mitsuki: Oh, you've been?
Sakura: Once. In Monopoly.
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Aurora: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.
Kaz: If anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life.
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Sakura with despair disease: I'm going to defeat you with the power of friendship! ... And this knife I found.
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Sakura, trying to cheer the group up: Things could be worse, you know!
Mitsuki: How?
Sakura: How what?
Akamaki: How could they be worse?
SaKura, still positive: They couldn't, I lied.
Everyone else:
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Hiromi: What do you think Nakajima will do for a distraction?
Miona: She'll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That's what I would do.
*Building explodes and several car alarms go off*
Miona: ... or she could do that.
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