Incorrect F4 Quotes

Ten

Y/N: Wanna get out of here and grab a bite to eat.
MJ: I don’t usually eat with losers.
Y/N: Neither do I but I asked you, didn’t I?

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Kavin: Wow, Y/N, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.
Y/N: We literally slept together yesterday.
Kavin: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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Thyme, dramatically: They called me a fool.
Ren, sick of Thyme's sht: They weren’t wrong.

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Kavin, holding an antique bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume?
MJ: *grabs and chugs the entire bottle*
MJ:
MJ: It's perfume.

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Thyme walking into the kitchen and seeing all their limes peeled: Y/N, I love you but, what the h-e-double FCK.
Y/N, sipping coffee happily: I love you too :)

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Gorya: Life could be worse, Y/N.
Y/N: Life could be a lot better too!

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Thyme: Look, I know you think my judgement's clouded because I like Y/N a little bit.
MJ, holding Thyme's notepad: You doodled your wedding invitation.
Thyme: No, that's our joint tombstone.
MJ: My mistake.

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Y/N: *Pulls a glass a water from out of nowhere*
Kavin: Where did you get that?
Y/N: My pocket.
Kavin: How do you keep a glass of water in your pocket?
Y/N: Skills.

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Y/N: The results are in, I’m afraid you have updog…
Ren: What’s updog?
Y/N: Gorya! Get in here, I told you I could do it!

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Kavin: Relationships should be 50/50. Y/N cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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Thyme: Stressed.
Ren: Depressed.
MJ: Possessed.
Kavin: Obsessed.
Gorya: Impressed.
Y/N: Chicken breast.
Everyone: ...What?
Y/N: I just wanted to join in.

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Gorya: I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under.

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Kaning: Why don’t you go talk to them?
Y/N, sarcastically: Oh. Yeah, sure.
Kaning: What? So you go tell them they’re cute, what’s the worst that could happen?
Y/N: They could hear me.

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Teacher: Your child was in a fight.
Y/N: Oh no, that’s terrible!
Thyme: Did they win?

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Ren: I’m sad.
Y/N: Don’t be sad, because sad backwards is das.
Y/N: And das not good.