69 chapters special! Be ready for some incorrect quotes!
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Y/n: *holding a bottle* Is this whiskey or perfume?
Grayson: *chugs the entire bottle*
Grayson: It's perfume.
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Y/n: English is a difficult language. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.
Grayson, having a full-on French Boi crisis: You need to stop.
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Grayson: Y/n... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor?
Y/n: Your text told me to satanize the dorm before you returned.
Grayson:
Grayson: I wrote sanitize, Y/n.
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Grayson: *gets into a fight*
Y/n: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
Grayson: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.
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Grayson: I was thinking I'd do some singing -
Y/n: You? Singing? Grayson, it says talent show.
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Grayson: Hey, you want some leftovers?
Y/n: What's that?
Grayson: You've never had leftovers???
Y/n: No, because I'm not a quitter.
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Y/n: I have a bad feeling about this.
Grayson: What do you mean?
Y/n: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if something is going to get you in trouble?
Grayson: No?
Y/n: That actually explains so much.
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Y/n: I wish I could control wasps and bees to sting my enemies.
Grayson: You're too young to have enemies.
Y/n: You don't even know.
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Y/n: Grayson...
Grayson: Oh no, 'Grayson' in B flat.
Grayson: You're disappointed.
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Y/n: *Accidentally hits Grayson in the face*
Y/n: *Trying to decide between saying 'I'm fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*
Y/n: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!
Grayson: What's wrong with you?!
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Grayson: *raises eyebrows*
Y/n: Put those back down!
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Y/n: I made tea.
Grayson: I don't want tea.
Y/n: I didn't make you tea. This is my tea.
Grayson: Then why did you tell me?
Y/n: It's a conversation starter.
Grayson: It's a horrible conversation starter.
Y/n: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.
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Grayson, throwing a pokeball at Y/n: Y/n, I choose you!
Y/n, not looking up from her book and catching it: You need an Ultra ball to catch this Legendary Pokémon.
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Y/n: *falls*
Grayson: Do you need help getting up?
Y/n: Nah, I'm cool down here on the floor.
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Grayson: Be careful about succumbing to these sorts of destructive... urges. Addiction can be a powerful thing.
Y/n: So am I. Bow down before your new supreme overlord, bitches.
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*During a game of Midnight Hide 'n Seek at Atlantic High*
Y/n: If I didn't know better, Grayson, I'd say you were scared.
Grayson: Heh, scared?
*absolute silence*
Grayson: DID YOU HEAR THAT?!
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Grayson: Hey, you okay?
Y/n: Yeah, I'm okay.
Grayson: You don't look okay.
Y/n: Then stop looking.
Ok bye