#connor
Cam: Are you jealous of me?
Connor: What? No, I’m not jealous of you! Screw you. I’m saying there are things about you that I wish I could have.
Cam: You’re describing jealousy.
Grace: When I was younger I tried to form a gang once.
Connor: How’d it go?
Grace: It turned into a book club.
Connor: You’d do that for me?
Argent: I’d do a lot of things to you.
Connor: …For- for me?
Argent: Hm? Yep, that too.
Lev: I don’t have to do this just because you’re telling me to.
Connor: Everything about our friendship so far says otherwise.
Hayden: Did you see my underwear?
Connor: No.
Hayden [grabbing at his pants]: Did you want to?
Connor: You look depressed.
Hayden: Thanks, it’s the depression.
Kirk: I know you sneaked out last night, Connor.
Connor [thinking]: Play dumb!
Connor [out loud]: Who’s Connor?
Lev: Well, when I’m with a girl I like, it’s hard for me to say anything cool or witty. Or at all. I can usually make a few vowel sounds, and then I have to go away.
Connor: It’s not that bad.
Lev: No, it is. I think girls are more interested in a boy who can talk.
Grace: Anyone else feel good when their brain releases a bunch of endorphins
Connor: Unrealistic
Lev: Can’t relate
Hayden: Why would my brain release a bunch of dolphins??
