Thomas:
I need your phone.
Minho:
What?
Thomas:
GIVE
Thomas:
ME
Thomas:
YOUR
Thomas:
FUCKING
Thomas:
PHONE
Minho:
What?
Minho:
Why?
Thomas:
I have a plan.
Minho:
And how does your plan include my phone?
Thomas:
I am going on a trip.
Minho:
Oooookay. To where?
Thomas:
London.
Minho:
All these for Newt?
Thomas:
I love him, Minho.
Minho:
I know son.
Minho:
Come over in 5 and get it. Travel safe or I'm going to kick your butt.
Thomas:
THANK YOU!
Minho:
DON'T WASTE TIME!
Thomas:
i am on my way!
Minho:
Then run!
Thomas:
Shall do.
Thomas:
I am winning him back, Min.
Thomas:
No matter what.
Minho:
That's my boy.