#brett x reagan

Brett:You’re such an amazing person. You’re funny, beautiful, kind…

Brett: I wish you could see yourself from my eyes…

Reagan:You’re such a good friend, Brett.

Brett, squeaking: F-friend?

Reagan: Because you saved my life, you can hug me for 4 to 5 seconds, but that’s fucking it okay?

Brett: I can hug you for 45 seconds?!

Reagan: NO–

Reagan: Can we just please get the wires and get out of here?

Brett: Fine, but I wanna stop by the wine section first.

Reagan, chuckles: Wait… There’s a wine section?

Brett: Yeah, a really good one- just past the tires. No way.

Reagan: They do not have- 

Reagan, shocked: Oh, my God.

Reagan: Oh, my- Brett. 

Reagan: Brett. The paper shredder I wanted.

Brett: Huh? Confetti and crosscut.

Reagan, chuckles:Yep.

Reagan, gasps: Oh, my God. Amazing.

Brett:Yeah.

Reagan: Brett, what is this place?

Brett: Back at my hometown, my family and I had a saying: As long as you’re bringing the all trophies home, you-

Reagan:[Roles her eyes]

Brett: I feel you rolling your eyes at me.

Brett: We met at one of J.R.’s legendary game nights.

Brett: I remember Reagan because she kept rolling his eyes… 

Brett:Every time I would get a little boisterous. 

Reagan:… 

Reagan: I did not.

Brett: A little bit.

Reagan: Yeah, maybe a little bit. Anyway, we were- we were playing charades, and I had no idea how to act out my clue.

Reagan: And all I could think of to do was shake my hands all over the air.

Reagan: And without missing a beat, Brett says-

Brett:Casablanca.

Reagan:All I did was this- Casablanca.

Reagan: [Shakes her hands all over the air]

Brett:Casablanca.