Virgil, at 3 am, on the brink of collapsing: Yesss step into that sweet, sweet sky juice.

Logan: What the everliving fuck?

Patton: Virgil, when did you last sleep?

Roman: Petition to never call rain "Sky Juice" ever again?

Virgil: Drink the sky juice, Roman. There is no need for confusion my friends. Feel my words I'm your heart. Breathe them out, look up at that sweet, sweet sky juice and just live.

Logan: Ah, you meant rain. In that case, Roman, no need to be afraid. You are, technically, 70% sky juice. There is nothing wrong with drinking sky juice, either.

Roman: I DON'T WANT IT!

Virgil: You should.

Patton, still confused but wanting to join in: Just do it.

Virgil: Om mom bitch.

Logan, now feeling 3 am exhaustion: Embrace your primal urges to consume the sky juice.

Virgil: SLORP ah, yiss, I'm a slut for that gud ole sky juice.

Roman: sTOP-

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