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I wonder what it feels like to know what the fuck is going on

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andrew: you know what your problem is? you’re cute, so no one ever tells you to shut the fuck up.

neil: you think i’m cute?

andrew: shut the fuck up.

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Andrew leaned back just far enough to say, “Tell me no.”

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neil

aaron

matt

kevin

andrew

allison

nicky

renee

wymack

dan

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Officer: I got a report stating there is pot in your car?

Aaron, holding up a plant pot: oh you mean this?

Officer: my mistake! what are you growing?

Aaron: weed

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He’s an eight, but he killed his mother and used his inheritance to buy a masserati.

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the monsters: wait, you’re not coming with us?

andrew: i’m not your mother

also andrew, after handing out their lunchboxes: alright, neil, i’ve already laid out your clothes for the day, the rest of you remember i’m picking you up at five, and i’ll have some more snacks in the car

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When Andrew gestured confirmation, Neil said, “And as you’ve always said, you want nothing.”

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More soft and comfort. Take it. Take all my soft.

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‹ Except when it’s no. › ‹ If you have to keep asking because—I’ll answer it as many times as you ask. But this is always going to be yes. › ‹ Don’t ‘always’ me. › ‹ Don’t ask for the truth if you’re just going to dilute it. ›

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poor baby is a little bit overwhelmed.

during his next turn kevin goes with “never have i ever actually kissed neil” and everyone has to try to take the knives away from andrew when nicky reluctantly takes the shot as well.

everyone is at least tipsy at this point which is as good an excuse as any to draw them all flushed.

[insp.]

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neil: follow me, i need you to help me hide this dead body

andrew, later in bee’s office: friday, jan 26, neil invited me out on a date

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the girls again 

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neil: so i'm in love with him. andrew

matt: andrew? our andrew?

neil: yeah. thoughts?

matt: and prayers

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The curse of small desires Easily acquired  It’s time to set your gasoline heart on fire 

Kill your demons, kill ‘em dead In your mirror, in your bed In your heart, in your head Don’t you look good in red? Slay your devils, kill 'em all Take your throne, paint the walls

And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high

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kevin, trying to help aaron study: jellyfish have survived 600,000 years without a brain

aaron: a ray of hope for neil