Incorrect F4 Quotes

Nine

Mira, texting Ren: Hey do you like anyone?
Ren: Yeah you
Mira: Oh, I'm sorry we're just friends
Ren: *Yeah, you?
Mira: Oh haha sorry lol
Ren: *dies inside*

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Ren: Who the fck broke the toaster?
Thyme: It was MJ.
Kavin: It was MJ.
Y/N: MJ broke it.
MJ:
MJ: ...yOU PROMISED-

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Thyme: Y/N, we're hungry!
Kavin: Y/N! What's for dinner?
MJ: We're hungry, Y/N!
Y/N, frying a bottle of ketchup over the stove: *screams*

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Y/N: Can I have some?
Gorya, mouth full of cheesecake: It's really spicy, you wouldn't like it.

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Y/N: You know what I’ve realized?
Ren: Some thoughts are better left unsaid?
Y/N: Nice try, anyways-

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Y/N: *Gasp*
Thyme: wHAT??
Y/N: What if soy milk is just milk introducing itself in Spanish?
Thyme: *inhales*
Kavin, in another room with MJ: Why can I hear screeching?

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Y/N: *Answers phone.* Hello?
Thyme: It's Thyme.
Y/N: What did they do this time?
Thyme: No, it's me, Y/N. It's actually me.
Y/N: What did you do this time?

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Kavin: It's locked. You got a lock pick?
MJ: Yeah-
Thyme: *kicks in the door*

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MJ: Which country has the most birds?
MJ: Portu-geese!
Ren: That's a language.
MJ: Portu-gull?
Ren: Good recovery.
Kavin: I think you mean good re-dovery.
Y/N: TURKEY. HOW DID WE MISS TURKEY?

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Thyme: Rules were made to be broken.
Gorya: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken.
Kavin: Uh, piñatas.
Y/N: Glow sticks.
MJ: Karate boards.
Ren: Spaghetti when you have a small pot.
Thyme: Rules.
Gorya:

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Kavin: So how’s the food Y/N made?
Kaning: It's great! Compliments to them.
Kavin: *goes to the kitchen*
Kavin: You're adorable.
Y/N: *blushes*

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Gorya, talking about Thyme: Is this a friend of yours, Y/N?
Y/N: Kind of? Not really. He's in my life and there's nothing I can do about it.

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MJ: I just remembered this time I was telling a story to Kavin and it was clear he wasn't listening to me so I started making up this huge, gruesome story about a cult murder I'd witnessed while he sat there nodding along to my dramatic moral struggle about whether or not I should come forward. It was then I looked up to see the table next to us looked utterly horrified and long story short, that's why I should remember that other people have ears.

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Glakao: Every zoo is a petting zoo unless you’re a coward.
Y/N: I’m worried about you.