Have some emo Gav while i write pt 2

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Connor: it was just so beautifully depressing

Gavin, yelling from his desk: liKE A STREET CAR NAMED DESIIIIRE

Hank: I fucking hate you
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Connor: Can you please make Gavin shut up?

Gavin: Ain't no way you can make me, tin can.

RK900: *g note*

Gavin, on the floor under his desk, crying: how fucking dare you
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Connor, talking about the heavy rain: There's no sunshine

Gavin: this impossible year

Connor: delete yourself
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Connor, explaining a case: They most likely left through the back door; they left no trace of them being there, aside from the dead bodies; and no one knows who did it.

Gavin: Miss Jackson
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