sounds french.

no. not yet. i’m working on it. don’t jinx me.

hell yeah. … that’s like smash, right?

jeez what are the bandaids gonna do?:?:$:@ ( nevertheless she takes one & puts it over the bridge of her nose. she keeps her hand up to stint the bleeding. luckily the damage seems minimal and the shock was the worst of it. )

uh, well, hello. ( insert awkward, unnecessary jazz hands. ) i am here to entertain.

oh wow, brittany, that’s so sweet… uh, i don’t really drink coffee. the caffeine, like, makes me ( wig ) out. ( but she can’t say no ?! THAT’s RUDE. ) you know what, i’ll take it. a couple sips can’t kill me.

i was waiting for lucky number 13 to hit my line before i responded. so STOP YELLING — LOOK NOW I’M YELLING.

( extremely enthusiastic — ) oh… hi jeff. to what do i owe the pleasure of your acquaintance.

wtf. photoshop me on simon. don’t be selfish. i wanna see chipmunk me.

yes. this is our most requested song.

“ sup haze. ” josie’s eating skittles. only the yellow ones. “ want the rest? ”

oh, stop. you’re making me blush. that’s not even my best work!

uh, why do you care what my weekend plans are? 🤨

yeah, i only use kirby and just smash the buttons hoping to win. i don’t actually have any strategy… you sound like you’re actually good.

karma for punching me in the face the other day… haha just joking… unless.