*Standing over Adam's unconscious, maybe dead, body*
Y/N: In my defense, I was left unsupervised.
Langa: Wasn't Joe with you?
Joe: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised
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Y/N: Let me show you a piscture form last night that really upset me.
Langa: Okay but in my defense, Joe bet me 50 cents I couldn't drink a bottle of shampoo.
Y/N: Okay but that's not what I- YOU DRANK SHAMPOO?!
(This is what happens when Miya, Joe, and Cherry kidnap a person *see ~16~*)
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Y/N, texting Langa: Langa! Help I'm being kidnapped!
Langa: Where are you?
Y/N: I'm with some strange person in a car. Help pls
Langa: I'll call Joe
Joe, answering his cell: Yes?
Langa: Where's Y/N? She texted me they're being kidnapped.
Joe: Whaddya mean? She's right here next to me-
Joe:
Joe: I'll call you back *hangs up*
Joe: THE NEW HAIRCUT ISN'T THAT BAD!
Y/N: WHO ARE YOU
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Y/N, negotiating with Langa: I have Joe. Give me ten thousand dollars and he will be returned to you unharmed.
Joe: Wait, you only think I'm worth 10 grand?
Joe: MAKE IT ONE MILLION
Y/N: JOE STOP
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Y/N: What do you think Langa would do for a distraction?
Joe: I don't know, probably throw a rock or make a noise. That's what I would do.
*buildings explode and several car alarms go off*
Joe:... or he could do that
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Y/N: Would you stab your best friend in the leg for 10 million?
Langa: Stab me in the leg, and when it's healed we buy a huge af house
Joe: Stab me too and it'll be 20 million
Langa: Good thinking
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Y/N: Are you the little spoon or the big spoon?
Langa: I'm the knife
Joe: He's the little spoon
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Y/N: Joe and I are having a baby
Langa: That's gre-
Y/N: *Slams adoption papers on the table: It's you. SIGN.
Langa: I HAVE A MOM ALREADY
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Y/N: Sometimes I like to drink the milk from the carton
Langa: The cow???
Y/N: What?
Joe: Langa W H Y
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Store worker: Would a Ms. Y/N come to the front counter please?
Y/N: Hello, is there a problem?
Store worker: *motions to Langa and Joe* I believe these belong to you?
Langa and Joe: We got lost
Y/N: I didn't even bring you guys with me
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Y/N: I'm driving
Langa: SHOTGUN!
Joe: Awww but you had it on the way here-
Langa: No! I found a shotgun! And I want the front seat *cocks gun*
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Y/N and Langa sitting in jail together
Langa: So who should we call?
Y/N: I'd call Joe but I feel safer in jail
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Y/N: Self care is getting into random fights in alleyways
Langa: No, self care is doing nice things like bubbe baths, putting on makeup if you like it, or taking a nice nap
Joe; Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you! Self care is when your bones crack under your fists! Self care is seeing the fear in your enemy's eyes!
Miya: Self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting
Y/N: Touch my birthday cake and I'll make you eat your hands.
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Y/N: How did none of you hear what I just said?
Langa: I've been zones out for the last 2 and a half hours
Joe: I got distracted about halfway through
Miya: Ignoring you was a conscious decision
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