Dante: Do you like me?
Tristan: No.
Dante: *pouts*
Tristan: You never asked if I love you.
Dante: Do you love me?
Tristan: No.
Dante: *flips him the middle finger*
Morana: Alright, let's try this again. Do you have a sore throat?
Tristan: Yes.
Morana: Do you have a headache?
Tristan: Yes.
Morana: Do you have a fever?
Tristan: Yes.
Morana: Are you sick?
Tristan: No.
Morana, exasperated: Why do I even try?
Tristan: *Leaving for work*
Dante, stopping him: If you don't rest, I'll send you some risqué pictures of me wearing a nurses cosplay.
Tristan, going back: Morana please get me medication and bleach for my brain.
Tristan: When I first met you, I thought you were weird and annoying.
Dante:
Tristan:
Dante: And?
Tristan: And you are.
Josh: *Smiling and waving at Alex*
Alex: What an absolute fucking idiot.
Alex: I can't believe I'd die for him.
Josh: Alex.
Alex: What?
Josh: What did the couch say to the couch on the other side of the room?
Alex: *ignores him*
Josh: C'mon, amuse me.
Alex: What?
Josh: We're sofa apart *starts laughing*
Alex, deadpan: And I'm sofa king done.
Josh: *laughs harder*
[When Rhys calls]
Stella, on the phone: Oh hi, Christian? Yeah, he's here.
Stella: It's your boyfriend.
Christian: He's not my boyfriend.
Christian, on the phone: Hi babe.
Josh: Hey, Alex can I borrow some money? I wanna get food.
Alex: What do you think I am, made of money?
Josh:
Josh: You make more money than the number of people on Earth.
Alex:
Alex: You're right, how much do you want?
Dante: You call yourself my best friend.
Dante: But where were you when my picture only had 10 likes?
Tristan: Creating ten fake accounts to like the photo, you ungrateful ass.
Christian: I just ended a ten year relationship.
Rhys: Oh, I'm sorry. Are you okay?
Christian: Hm? , Oh yeah. I'm fine. It wasn't my relationship.
Alex and Josh: *fighting from across the room*
Will: *blushing*
Michael: What's up with you today?
Will: Emory told me the 'S' in my name stands for smart.
The guys:
Kai: I'm gonna tell him.
Damon: Don't you dare.
Will: Onion rings are just vegetable doughnuts.
Damon: *used to Will's antics* Sure they are.
Will: Your stomach thinks all potatoes are mashed.
Damon: Okay.
Will: Lasagna is just spaghetti flavored cake.
Damon:
Will: *Oblivious* Lobsters are mermaids to scorpions.
Damon: Will, please stop.
Winter, fascinated: No, let him finish...
Rhys: You need a hobby.
Christian: I have a hobby.
Rhys: Staring at Stella's face isn't a hobby.
Christian: You're right. It's a profession and I excel at my job.
[Ava and Alex being romantic]
Ava: Alex?
Alex: Yes, Sunshine?
Ava: Do you think it was fate that brought us together?
Alex: I-
Josh, from the other room: No, I'm pretty sure it was revenge.
Alex, glaring: What are even doing here?
Josh: Missed my bestie.
Josh: And Jules was working late so I got kinda lonely.
Tristan: Stay calm, you're losing alot of blood. What's your type?
Dante, bleeding out: Tall, brunette, extremely kind, sassy with me-
Tristan: YOUR BLOOD TYPE!
Dante: Oh.
Dante, looking down at his wound: Red.
Nikolai: *trying to impress Brandon*
Nikolai: You see, I also know my fair share of classical music. I like Mozart, uh Bach, um...
Nikolai: *squint at the cue card Jeremy is holding behind Brandon*
Nikolai: ......beef oven.
Nico: *stabbing the air between Gianna and Christian*
Christian: What are you doing?
Nico: Trying to cut the sexual tension between you two. Unfortunately, it isn't working.
Glyndon: Where the hell is Ava?
Remi: I know how to find her!
Remi: ELI IS AN IDIOT!
Ava: Oh, don't get me started!