Gradient: mama! Are you ok?

Pj: How the hell did you guys crash the damn car?

Ink: Well, there was a deer in the road and this idiot didn't see it, so I said "Error, deer!"

Gradient: and...

Ink: Tell them what you said.

Error, sighing: I said "yes, sweetheart?"
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Before their relationship

Error: Ink does have a point.

Ink: don't agree with me, it makes me uncomfortable.
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Ink: have you ever killed anyone?

Error: ....moving on.
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Gradient, high as shit: how do you think butterflies taste?

Pj: They taste horrible.

Gradient: ...wait what-

Pj: shut the fuck up.
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Error: *watching Ink*

Error: that's it... I'm killing them.

Killer: or you could suck it up and confess to them.

Error: ...but killing them would be easier....
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Pj: life is a party and I'm the piñata.
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Ink: fuck you

Error: really? I mean, it's four am but-

Ink: WE'RE ARGUING DIPSHIT.