“Don’t be hating on my peacock. It’s just not right. - Kye”

“Don’t be hating on my peacock. It’s just not right. - Kye”

“God, why do I bother trying to help you? It’s not like you appreciate it. It’s not like the word ‘thanks’ is in your vocabulary. It’s like you’re not capable of being nice to someone you decided to despise when you were six-years-old. Sure, about twelve years have passed, but what’s time compared to your rock-headed mind? - Tran”

“I can be a gentleman off and on. When the urge hits me. - Tran”

“Don’t be hating on my peacock. It’s just not right. - Kye”

“Why would Dad call you? I mean, you have to admit that he would have been better off calling the local prison and asking them to send out one of the convicted killers to come find me. - Shella”

“Just shut up and talk. - Shella”

“So where did you get your information? Werewolves for Dummies? No, wait, you watched Underworld? Or maybe you were raised by wolves? Stop mewhen I’m warm.” - Shella”

“You’re not going to campus. You’re going out to get drunk and play with other ladies’ boobies.” - Kye”