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WAIT A MINUTE-

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Beca: You’re such a dork, you know that? A total loser.

Chloe: Then let go of my hand.

Beca, gripping tighter: NEVER.

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Emily: What am I gonna do while you’re gone?

Stacie: I don’t know, what do you normally do when I’m gone?

Emily, in sad voice: Wait for you to get back.

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Beca: Congratulations, you managed to un-fuck a situation you originally fucked up!

Fat Amy: THANKS

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Stacie: You can't just use the excuse "I'm gay" every time you make a bad decision.

Beca: ...But I’m gay.

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Beca Mitchell: I don’t have a crush on Chloe. It’s just that I like staring at her, and when she’s not here it ruins my day.

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Aubrey: I regret getting you that blender for Christmas.

Stacie: *drinking waffle* Why?

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Chloe: Right now I feel like I’ll never get angry again.

Aubrey: You’re dating Beca. You always have a reason to be angry.

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Chloe: It’s not that serious.

Inner Chloe: Have a brEAKDOWN.

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Aubrey: Am i dramatic? Yes.

Aubrey: Is it justified? Also yes.

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Emily: You love me right?

Beca: Sure

Emily: What if I did something? Like really bad?

Beca: What did you do?

Emily: Are you sure you would still love me though?

Beca: Are my Oreos gone?

Emily: Just ANSWER the question PLEASE!

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Beca: I want to be a caterpillar.

Stacie: Explain?

Beca: Eat a lot, sleep for a while. Wake up beautiful.

Stacie: You know they have a lifespan of like two weeks right?

Beca: That’s another highlight.

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Ooh can we have more bemily?

Yup! all the ships that have been asked for are in my drafts and I’ll be rolling them out semi-regularly with bechloe scattered in between

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Stacie: If you had 10 cookies and I asked for 5, how many would you have left?

Emily: None.

Stacie: Em, this is basic math, don’t mess with m-

Emily: I would give them all to you because you’re my best friend.

Stacie, holding back tears: Gross. Absolutely disgusting. Get out of my sight immediately.

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Death: Your time has come.

Stacie: Hold on, let me ask Aubrey.

Death: That’s not how it works-

Stacie: Yeah, she said no...

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Beca: Met a dumbass today, awful.

Stacie: You looked in a mirror?

Beca: Someday you will have to answer for your actions and god may not be so merciful.

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Stacie: Look at all these dishes. I used to just throw them in the sink and they’d be magically cleaned by morning.

Aubrey: I did that. I cleaned the dishes.