-how peanut butter was really named-

Arios: great invention brother but the name...

Pyros: What's wrong with sticky nut juice

Terros: Everything

Aquos: Fucking Everything
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Alex: So apparently two joggers found a dead body in the woods

Kyra: A dead body

Alex: No a body of water. Of course a dead body
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Blair: Last slice I'm having it

Brendon: no it's mine

Blair: you wanna fight

Brendon: Yeah

Christiania: -takes the last slice- problem resolved

Twins: no fair

Christiania: I pushed you two little bastards out of me. I can do as I dam well please
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Lily: I'm afraid of heights

Bellatrix: lucky your short then
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Lia: FUCK! I want to die

Marco: Language Lia

Lia: Hecky Heck I crave death
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-during the first year when Blair and Brendon just entered the academy-

Rhodinite: so.... do you guys have the same type or

Blair and Brendon: black long hair and emo

Rhodinite: Right.... ^^"
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Blair: -sees lia walking by in an attractive outfit- i-i have to gay! GO! i mean go

Brendon: -getting revenge for all the stupid puns- Bi Bi Bi
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Brielle: what do you have against the wall

Rhodinite: Nothing.... yet -winks at her-

Brielle:
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Arthur: Some people give off the "Don't Mess With Me" Vibe. Meanwhile I give off the "You can pour hot soup on my lap and I'd probably apologize" Vibe
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Lia: -if she got swapped bodies with Brielle- Its me

Blair: Prove it

Lia: Everyone thinks your a top when your really a bottom

Blair: Holy shit
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Blair: Yin what have I told you about staying out past your curfew

Yin: That I need to do it more often

Blair: Exactly. You need to learn how to have more fun
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First Year Rhodinite: -jokingly- You're not allowed to fall inlove with me

First Year Brielle: That won't be a problem

Litterally a week later

First Year Brielle: T H E R E  I S  A  P R O B L E M