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Trent: [walks into the house to find the couch flipped and Sharaug lying on the floor]

Trent: Sharaug are you okay? What's going on??

Sharaug: opening an eye and whispering: We're in a nerf war. I'm dead. Take my gun and defend yourself

[sock flies into the room]

Z: GRENADE!

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Marcos: [feels an emotion]

Marcos: who in the fuck authorized this?

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Marie: I need to get something off my chest.

Geo: Is it your shirt? Please say it's your shirt.

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Marie: is that your hand on my ass?

Geo: it was an accident

Marie: its STILL on my ass

Geo: its still an accident

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Sharaug, Choco, Coffee, Z, and Kayla: *busts into room while playing Never Gonna Give You Up on Kazoos*

Trent: *confused screaming*

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Kayla: *pours salt in coffee and brings it to Sharaug as a dare* Drink this.

Sharaug: Oh uh, thanks.

Sharaug: *drinks the whole cup*

Kayla, nervously: Uh, didn't it...taste weird to you?

Sharaug: Yeah, but I didn't want to hurt your feelings, so I drank it all.

Kayla, tearing up: O-Oh, okay.

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Max: Your eyes are hella red, you been smokin'?

Marcos: No, I been crying bitch leave me alone.

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Slaughter: Marcos I love you so much, I would kill for you.

Slaughter: Ask me to kill for you

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Sharaug: Is Marcos the big spoon or the small spoon?

Marcos: I'm a knife

Slaughter: *sighs* Small spoon

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Marcos: Were you dropped on your head as a child?!

Trent: Bold of you to assume I was held.

Everyone:

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Trent: I have learned to not be flustered, no more shall flirting affect me-

Sharaug: There must be something wrong with my eyes

Trent: What is it? What's wrong with them?

Sharaug: I can't take them off you

Trent:....

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