incorrectspicecream-deactivated

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder: Wait a minute, how did this happen? We're smarter than this!

Neo: Apparently, we're not.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

the sexual tension between two gas stations on the same intersection

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: We’re getting married, bitches!

Cinder: And we're about to make it everybody else's problem.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder: Didn't you die?!

Neo: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder: Here is my wall of inspirational people.

Neo: Is that a picture of you?

Cinder: Yes, I am big enough to admit that I am often inspired by myself.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: You look like a corpse that was just pulled out of the river.

Cinder: Wrong. I look like a cool rock star who just OD'd in their own pool. Big difference.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: Look, we have to have a plan, agreed?

Cinder: Agreed.

Neo: Okay. What do you think the plan should be?

Cinder: I don’t care. I agreed. I did my part.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: *transforms to look like Cinder*

Cinder: Okay, are you like BLIND? You look nothing like me. First off, I'm way taller. Secondly, I DO NOT look so sleep deprived and lastly, if you could drag comb through that hair you're like a 7 on a good day and I've been told I'm a constant 10.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: Since we're in a relationship now, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt.

Cinder: Fine, but when I come strutting in with your fuzzy socks on, I don't want to hear shit.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder: I hate you.

Cinder: As in, I actively hate you.

Neo:

Cinder: I am in hate with you

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder: Can you be quiet?! I'm trying to think.

Neo: Don't worry. Doing anything for the first time is difficult.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder: I’m a reverse necromancer.

Neo: Isn’t that just killing people?

Cinder: Ah, technically.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: What are you drinking?

Cinder: Vodka.

Neo: Straight?

Cinder: No, gay. Why?

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: I'm going to take a shower, I'll be right back.

Cinder: Why are you telling me this, I don't care.

Cinder, right after Neo leaves the room: I miss them already.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Cinder, trying to comfort Neo: What's the problem? Anxiety? Low self-esteem? Obsessive thoughts of random arson? I've been there.

[incorrectspicecream-deactivated]

Neo: What do you call quantums of electromagnetic radiation that don’t get along?

Cinder: What did you just say-

Neo: Foetons! *Laughs*

Cinder: Wh-what?