Situation: Mission at a 80s themed roller rink. It goes very downhill

Funtime: I can't skate to save my life father. WHY.

Washington: There's food, and you do realize I've lived the 80s I think I can help you skate

Funtime: And you got me hooked again.

-not even an hour later-

-Funtime and Washington has somehow got their tails tangled and are now spinning at high speeds hurdling towards a wall-

-THUD-

Funtime/Washington: -groan-

Washington: Hnnnngh everythin- -accidentally throws up in Funtime's hair-

Funtime: O~O;;;;;;;;

Washington: OwO;;;

-a moment of awkward silence-

Washington and Funtime burst out in laughter-

Funtime: I'm deep cleaning my hair and putting your vomit chunks in your pillow case.

Washington: Fair enough. 

-after all that-

Funtime, now clean: Much better!

Washington, in his room: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

Funtime: Heheheh.