and they were roommates

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Olivia: Jillyyyyyyy

Jill: hello

Mickey:

Roman: PAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA

Olivia: what's so funny! ):<

Roman: THE WAY SHE JUST

Roman: THERE WAS NO ENTHUSIASM

Roman: oh lawd 😭

Roman: "hi baba babygirl jill!"

Roman: "hello"

Roman: LIKE WHO SAYS HELLO TO THEIR GOLDEN RETRIEVER GF LIKE THAT PAHAAHHAHAHA

Roman: YOU'RE SUCH A LOSER

Jill: i mean it wasn't that funny

Jill: wasn't meant to be funny at all really

Roman: WELL IT IS

Jill: get out

Olivia: can i finish what i was gonna say

Jill: if you want

Olivia: do you wanna stay at my house for the week

Jill: do i

Jill: i don't know maybe

Olivia: Jill give me an answer right now

Wes: don't forget to dial 0333 577 0203 for help if you are often experiencing domestic abuse.

Olivia: answer me

Jill: yea sure whatever

Charlie: and they were roommates

Sam: oh my god they were roommates...

Jill: i hate everyone here i hate all of you

Charlie: we didn't even do anything tho

Jill: shut the fuck up

Charlie: you know what? no. no i won't shut the fuck up i'm gonna stand up for myself.

Charlie: you don't tell me what to do.

Jill: i do, because one time i told you to fucking deck amber's girlfriend with snowballs and you said "yes ma'am"

Amber: HE DID WHAT?

Charlie: oh come on i'm the most chill person here you can't just get me killed

Jill: imagine being afraid of an emo

Jill: fuckin' pussy

Charlie: oh fuck you

Amber:

Charlie: wha- how do you know where i live?!?!

Amber:

Charlie: amber?-

Amber: THIS IS SPARTAAAAAAAA

Charlie: OH FUC-

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Mickey: what the fuck happened there

Jill: meh, he's probably dead, no biggie.

Mickey: fucking hell jill

Tara: amber?

Tara: helloooo?

Amber: apologies i had to take care of some...business.

Tara: oh like suit kinda business? you'd look hot in a suit to be honest

Amber: no not that kind of business

Tara: ARE YOU DEALING METH AGAIN?!?!?!

Amber: what? no

Amber: it's just a different kind of business

Charlie: §hə bRœkə mY ærm ªnđ MYE phøNə

Jill: and yet he still won't shut the fuck up.

Jill: broken phone? don't fucking text.

Jill: broken arm? suffer in silence.

Charlie: fUcK yœU

Jill: I'm taken buddy

Charlie: NŒÞ WHªŢ Ï MƏÆNÞ

Jill: buddy i can't understand you just shut the fuck up already you're worth nothing

Charlie:29837RUUEEJ2.MQKS^#*#(×[×&£;×*×[×[×[#*2[×[2>÷>#&#,,×27×&#,*×[,%

Jill: mood














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