Author Archives: Irisa

Don: I have a date with the dance floor, so I can’t.

Me: Things have been complicated since then.

Quyen: When is it not?

Ally: Why would they do that to themselves? No one is too good for free food.

Me: Then we’ll nap.

Vishakha: First, McDonalds, then nap. Priorities.

Mojan: We got this.

Mojan: We cry, we have multiple quarter life crises, we move on and we look cute.

Me: And we charge forward.

Girl: What happened?

Jenny: I danced too hard and I couldn’t move my neck the next day.

Me: (dances and hurts neck)

Fabienne: You’re not Jenny Yang.

Kimmy: Are you just running off with that?

Mike: So what? I do what I want. I want what I do.

Val: She’s genuinely bad at peeling eggs because she doesn’t give a shit.

Bessie: She’s doing her Masters in this fish called a chubsucker.