introducing Katie Goldman to this chaotic
mess of incorrect quotes!

Steve: "It was the night before Christmas, and in Saint Nick flew."
Katie, holding a a baseball bat: "Santa or not, he was breaking and entering, so I knew what to do."

Steve: "You're losing blood fast! Quick, what's your type?"
Katie, bleeding out: "Tall, blonde hair, kind, capt—"
Steve: "Blood type, Goldman!"
Katie: "Oh."
Katie, looking down at the wound: "Red."

Katie: "I have to get me one of those black bath bombs, so I can dramatically emerge from the water like I'm rising from the pits of hell. Ya know, self care."

Dr. Adam: "You need a hobby."
Katie: "I have a hobby."
Dr. Adam: "Staring at Steve's face isn't a hobby."
Katie: "You're right. It's a profession, and I excel at my job."

Katie, at 3AM: "If you work on a farm and your job is to take of the chickens, you are the chicken tender."
Steve, eyes wide, staring at nothing:

Dr. Adam: *reading a book, listening to instrumental music, very focused.*
Katie, upside down on the sofa: "Do you think the stars have feelings?"

Katie: "If we're in a relationship, your clothes are my clothes too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, this is our shirt."
Steve: "When I come strutting in with your leggings on, I don't wanna hear it."

Steve, filling out medical forms: "What's your middle name?"
Katie, concussed: "Danger."

lowkey wanna do a meet my oc's book (I'm seeing a lot of them, but 95% of oc's are just unplanned, chaotic messes), so probably not.