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Nora: Oliver won't come out of their room!
Rosenpulvar : Just tell them I said something.
Nora: Like what?
Rosenpulvar : Anything factually incorrect.
Nora, shrugging: If you say so.
Oliver, arriving moments later: Did you just say the sun is a PLANET?
Oliver: I am an expert at identifying birds.
Rosenpulvar : Okay, what about those ones flying over there?
Oliver: Yeah, they're all birds.
Liam: Didn't you die?!
Airy: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.
Bryce: Sleep is the body's best safety mechanism.
Oliver: How so?
Bryce: It keeps you from screwing up for 8 hours.
Rosenpulvar : If I make you breakfast in bed, a simple "thank you" is all I need.
Rosenpulvar : Not all this "how did you get into my house" business.
Oliver, Bryce & Mary: *screaming*
Rosenpulvar : *runs into the room* What's wrong, Mary?!
Oliver: Wait, why are you asking Mary that when Bryce and I are also here?
Rosenpulvar : Because Mary wouldn't scream unless it's an emergency. You two scream whenever you have the chance.
Nora: Don't go to the kitchen.
Mary: Why?
Nora: I saw a spider.
Mary: Well, did you kill it?
Nora: It has 8 arms and I only have 2, it's not fair...
Liam: Mary, you need to react when people cry!
Mary: I did. I rolled my eyes.
*Rosenpulvar is speaking on the phone*
Rosenpulvar : Yeah, I'm with Airy.
Airy: Im fucking dying-
Rosenpulvar : Yep, they're okay.
Airy: I have a knife in my chest!
Rosenpulvar : No, they can't talk right now. They're sleeping, sorry.
Airy: IM BLEEDING OUT-
Rosenpulvar : Oliver, my old friend!
Oliver: I think you tried to kill me at some point.
Rosenpulvar : That was obviously just my way of getting to know you.
Texty: Isn't it amazing how I can feel so bad and still look so good?
now some I made myself cause why not
Airy:what are you doing?
Texty:Talking to god.
Airy:Is he telling you to kill everyone?
Texty:yeah.
Oliver:No that's satan.
Rosenpulvar:Hi satan!
Radio:Hello guys!
Texty:Im tired of your fuckin bullshit!
Pill bottle: Im tired of yo bullshit!
Texty: Then fucking leave!
Pill bottle: Fine! I'll fuckin leave but i'm about to beat everyone in here tf up! *opens door to go*
Rosenpulvar, at the doorway: Ohhh beat who up?
Pill bottle: oh not you bruh-
Bryce, coming out of the shower: HM? Then who?? Aye bro! Who the fuck you gonna beat up?
Pill bottle raising their hands: Not you either bro-
Liam, coming out from under the table: That's what im tryna figure out who he gonna beat up?
Oliver and Bradley coming out from behind the couch
Oliver:That's what we tryna figure out!
Bradley: Who the fuck you gonna beat up??
Oliver:BRO
Bradley:WHO
everyone now present surrounds pill bottle
Pill bottle:Oh no I wasn't talking about none of yall-
Amelia, coming down and out from the gosh damn closet: Oh but I heard you was gonna beat everybody up.
everyone else: WHO WHO?
Pill bottle: no no not you ain't you-
Owen coming out from behind the tv: THEN WHO?? You said everybody in here you sure aint talking about me!
Everyone:BRO WHO YOU TALKING ABOUT
Pill bottle: none of yall chilll-
Mary, coming out from underneath a desk: Yo who the fuck you gonna beat up?
Everyone:BRO WHO, WHO YOU GON BEAT?
Pill bottle:CHILL-
Charlotte, coming out from underneath the god dam couch cushions: Im pretty sure he said he gon beat up everyone in this place. BITCH WHO!
Koi getting out of bed: WHOO, WHO YOU GONNA BEAT UP?
Airy coming out from a window curtain: AYO YALL FIGURE OUT WHO HE GONNA BEAT UP? MAN WHO?
Everyone now pushing and doing annoying things to pill bottle:WHOOO WHOOOOO
Texty, watching this go down.: :)
Bradley, walking up to Oliver who is stationed by a bank: Hey has there been any robberies here?
Oliver, raising an eyebrow:Oh, no.
Rosenpulvar creeping behind him on her tippy toes while holding a sack of cash:
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