ONE TAUGHT ME LOVE


ONE TAUGHT ME PATIENCE

Nadia: Hey, Julian, I like your top!
Asra: I have a name
MC: *spits out drink*
Faust, quietly: [incomprehensible]
MC: “What?”
Faust, even quieter: [incomprehensible]
Asra: “You gotta speak up, bud.”
Faust, at full volume: “FUCK.”
Lucio: So, who broke it?
Julian: *Looks at Asra*
Asra: What? I didn’t break it.
Julian: How’d you even know it was broken?
Asra: Because, it’s sitting right in front of us! Besides Nadia was the last one to use it.
Nadia: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap. And Porsha’s been awfully quiet.
Porsha: Oh really?
Nadia: Yes, really
*Everyone starts arguing loudly*
Lucio coming out of the room: It was me. It was getting a little chummy around here.
MC: I’m so happy I could kiss you!
Muriel: *clears throat nervously* Umm…neat.
*Later*
Muriel: *Lying face down in bed* I can’t believe I said “Neat”, Asra. “Neat.” Nobody says “Neat”!
Asra: Hey, dont beat yourself up! Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what happened when Julian confessed to me?
Murial: You thanked him right?
Asra: *stares into the distance* I thanked him
MC: *kisses Muriel*
Muriel: What is this?
MC: Affection.
Muriel: Disgusting.
Muriel: …
Muriel: Do it again.
Asra: Do you have a bag I could borrow?
Julian: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes, and they’re specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.
Asra: You literally could have said no.
I need a frigging picture of Julian wearing a shirt that says “I put the D in Drama”