#farrah watt
Farrah, about to do something stupid: Alright, Farrah, this is it. Any last words?
Farrah: …
Farrah: Yeah, I really wish I had a better idea than this!
Reese: Don’t you just love it when we hero-worship our own classmates?
Farrah: You know, I actually do. I think I’ll ask Riley for an autograph after this
Mattie: She’ll think you’re serious
Cairo: I took the team to the planetarium today.
Riley: How’d that go?
Cairo: When the narrator said “this is Earth,” Farrah booed.
*Riley confesses to the murders*
Chess, using immeasurable amounts of self restraint to stop herself from saying I told you so to the team who didn’t suspect Riley:
Farrah, in possession of no such self restraint: Shout-out to my girl Chess over there! She told you so
Kate and Farrah at the sleepover: *fighting*
Riley, angrily erasing her “2 days since our last disagreement” whiteboard: Seriously you guys????
Reese: Tongues, but they itch.
Farrah: Citrus.
*some time later*
Farrah: I do not have a citrus allergy! I just appreciate the tang!
*some more time*
Farrah: Update: Annleigh says I’m mildly allergic to citrus
Eva: You see, they have about six brain cells between them. Cairo has three of them at all times, Mattie has one, and so does Chess.
Eva: Farrah has none, Annleigh has half of one, and Kate thinks they have one but it’s just me whispering in her ear.
Farrah: This is like we’re space cops on space patrol! Hey, Riley, do we have a siren we could turn on?
Riley: Well, no. But we could record you making a siren noise and broadcast that to them!
Farrah: Cool! Wee-oooh-
Cairo, slapping a hand over Farrah’s mouth: Nope, not doing that.
Farrah: He’s making a list, he’s checking it twice! He’s gonna find out who’s on thin fucking ice!
Eva: Santa Claus is calling you out!
Farrah: Hey, uh, I think I got your lunch
Farrah: *holds up a note that says “I am very proud of you! Love, Annleigh”*
Clark: Oh, yeah, I didn’t think this was for me
Clark: *holds up a note that says “Be good. Please, for the love of God, please be good”*
Kate: I dare you-
Annleigh: Farrah is not allowed to accept dares anymore
Kate: Why not?
Farrah: As some would say, I have “no regard for the safety of myself or others”
Farrah: See? One day you’re gonna look back on this and laugh
Reese: I assure you, for the rest of my life, every time I look back on this I will personally drive over to your house and smack you
Farrah, scrolling through her contacts, all of which are simply labeled with emojis:
Mattie: How do you not text the wrong person all the time?!
Farrah: I am too cute to fail
Farrah: We have fun, don’t we, Annleigh?
Annleigh: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life
Kate: How did you know we were in trouble?
Chess: You stopped sending us annoying texts every five minutes
Eva: That’s when we knew something was wrong
Farrah: Oh…
Annleigh: It was nice. Strange, but nice
Annleigh: This is a mistake
Farrah: A mistake we’re gonna laugh about one day
Annleigh: But not today
Farrah: Oh, no, today’s gonna be a mess
