Friends? This is important.
(via simplyjess:graceinplace)
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Nick:
(going upstairs) Ladies...goodnight.
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Allie:
Goodnight.
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Nick:
(upstairs now) Ladies...Ladies...goodnight.
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Allie:
I said goodnight.
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Mallory:
(Silence.)
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Nick:
Ladies? Goodnight?
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Allie:
I said it, Mallory didn't.
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Mallory:
(shaking head "no").
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Nick:
Ladies...goodnight!
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(pause)
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Nick:
Don't you remember - well, I don't actually remember this - but don't you remember the parents at a sleepover coming in the room and being like, "Ladies...shhh. Ladies, goodnight."
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Mallory:
How would you know that?
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Nick:
Ladies...goodnight.
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Allie:
How would you possibly know what parents said at an all-girls sleepover?
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Nick:
I've been called a lady my whole life.
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(10 minutes passes.)
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Nick:
(running down the stairs, angrily) ALRIGHT. One of you little shits has my smokes.
Well, in T-70 minutes we will be having our first read-through of Bells are Ringing… Surprise.
Christmas is in the air. I can taste it. It tastes like candy-canes and reindeer. I mean it’s only Novembz, but I can feel it… Christmas spirit, it’s that feeling you get, like after you take a big poo, or find a dollar in your pocket. A little voice that says “Things are jolly, and there will be no rape or aids… at least none that I will acknowledge…” K, bye.
I’m starting fresh, with a personalized blog of my very own. Keep your eye on the right shoulder ;)
