Sinyi: Yeah, Sean promised me we would tidy next weekend.
Sean: …..shit.
Sinyi: Yeah, Sean promised me we would tidy next weekend.
Sean: …..shit.
Sean: You have to fight her now, defend my honour.
Sinyi: No, defend your own honour.
Sean: Have a bite, it’s unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before.
Sinyi: Have a bite, it’s worth the diarrhea, Irisa.
Me: Why are you hovering over her creepily?
Sean: HEY! If it’s one place I can hover creepily, it should be the safety of my own home!
Sean: Oh, I see, I see.
Sean: (mutters to himself) No, I don’t actually see.
Sinyi: Sean doesn’t make sense.
Sean: I don’t need to.
Sean: You know what I just got in an email? My parents were like bye, we’re f*cking off to Puerto Rico.
Me: (whispers to Sinyi) Let’s run away.
Sean: I CAN HEAR YOU.
Sean: What are you giving up on? If you say life, I will slap you.
Me: It’s Captain America!
Jiwoo: He’s so hot.
Me: He is.
Sean: I would lick peanut butter off his abs.
Jiwoo: I would drink sangria out of his bellybuttons.
Me: Why…. why are there plural….