We interrupted your poorly updated story to bring you this short incorrect quote episode.
Y/n: Two bros
Camilo: Chilling in a hot tub
Y/n: 5 feet apart cause we're not gay
Camilo:
Y/n:
Camilo: *tearing up*
Y/n: Babe, c'mon...
Camilo: AND HERE YOU REALLY HAD ME THINKING WE HAD SOMETHING!
Y/n: Babe...
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Camilo: So, you like cats?
Y/n: Yeah
Camilo: *Trying to impress you by slowly pushing the glass off the table*
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Y/n: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.
Camilo: I know, whenever I'm around the person I like, I just start acting stupid.
Y/n: But you're always acting stupid?
Camilo:...Yeah, don't think about it too hard.
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Camilo: Y/n, you love me right?
Y/n: Normally I'd say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won't like.
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Camilo: Are we fighting or flirting?
Y/n: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck.
Camilo: Your point?
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Y/n: I fell
Camilo: From Heaven?
Y/n: No, I litterly fell-
Camilo: In love with me the minute you saw me?
Y/n: MY ARM IS BROKEN?
Camilo: Okay, but do you think I'm pretty? Be honest.
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Camilo: I've been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.
Y/n: Wow, they sound stupid.
Camilo: But they're not. They're really smart actually, just dense.
Y/n: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like...I don't know, "Hey, I love you!"
Camilo: I guess you're right. Hey Y/n, I love you.
Y/n: See, just say that!
Camilo: Holy fucking shit.
Y/n: If that flies over their head then, I'm sorry Camilo, they're too dumb for you.
Camilo: Y/n
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Camilo: What are you in the mood for?
Y/n: World domination.
Camilo: That's a bit ambitious.
Y/n: You are my world.
Camilo: aww
Y/n:
Camilo:
Y/n:
Camilo: OH
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Camilo: Can I have two straws with that milkshake?
Y/n: Aww-
Camilo: With two straws I can drink it double as fast.
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Camilo: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.
Y/n: That's great Camilo, especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 fucking years.
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Y/n: I still have no idea how I'm attracted to you.
Camilo: Yeah, well you're stuck with me and no take backs hunny.
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Y/n: Okay, I'm going to get the wedding cake.
Camilo: Perfect, while you do that I'll check on the ring bear.
Y/n:... You mean the ring bearER, right?
Camilo:...
Y/n: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.
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Camilo: Y/n is playing hard to get. Little does he know, I'm a master at playing hard to get rid of.
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Y/n: I was going to suggest we do a Marilyn Monroe and JFK role play, but I'd get way too into it.
Camilo: What...how?
Y/n: You'd be like "Come to bed...Mr. President" and I'd be like "I need to increase the amount of American Military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18."
*Camilo would probably be extremely confused, knowing nothing of Marilyn Monroe, JFK, and American military.*
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Camilo: We both look very handsome tonight.
Y/n: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said "so do you."
Camilo: I couldn't take that chance.
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Camilo: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit in a window bench with my lover, our legs tangled as we listen to the birds" and "Hey! Let's go throw rocks at fascist" and I think that's very sexy of us.
Y/n: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.
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Camilo, throwing his head into Y/n's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!
Y/n, lovingly stroking his hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.
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Y/n: I owe you one.
Camilo: That's okay. You can just date me and we'll call it even.
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Camilo: Since we're in a relationship now, your cloths are my cloths too. Don't ask me why I have your shirt on, it's our shirt.
Y/n: Fine, but when I come in strutting in with your fuzzy socks, I don't want to hear shit.
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Y/n: Are you a painting?
Camilo: What?
Y/n: Because I want to pin you to a wall.
Dolores: OH GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO HANG HIM OR SOMETHING!