#imagine your fave
S/I: I’m cold.
Platonic F/O: Just think of (Romantic F/O), it’ll keep your face warm.
S/I: OH MY GOD.
F/O:I wasn’t sure what kind of chocolates you liked best, so I got them all.
S/I:There’s three hundred boxes here!
F/O: I panicked, okay? Valentine’s Day can be very stressful!
F/O: I’ll cook dinner tonight!
S/I: Is that a threat?
S/I: Hey, about that love letter you sent me.
F/O, nervously:Yeah?
S/I: The fourth sentence-
F/O: Yes, that’s where it gets pretty emotional and-
S/I: You forgot a comma.
S/I: You flirt and kiss and for what? Love??? Pathetic.
F/O: To level up my charisma stat.
S/I: Ah, a gamer. You may pass.
F/O, over text: turn around :)
F/O: no the other way
F/O: wrong way again
S/I: where are you?!
F/O: at home, but the idea of you turning aimlessly in circles amuses me
Parent!F/O, lightly nudging S/I with their foot: (S/I), move out of the way please so I can get through.
S/I: You KICK (S/I)? You kick their body like the football? Oh! Oh! Jail for (Parent!F/O)! Jail for (Parent!F/O) for one thousand years!
S/I: Yeah I give up. I’m tired
Platonic!F/O: I’ll go get the emergency supply!
Platonic!F/O: *Brings (F/O) into the room*
S/I: AND I AM BACK LET’S GOOOOOOO
F/O 1, posting selfies on the beach: Looking great! Living my best life!
S/I: Is that (F/O 2) drowning in the background??
F/O 1: This isn’t about them.
S/I: (F/O) figured out they can put sticky notes on people’s backs
S/I: They don’t know the notes are supposed to say stuff like “kick me” so they only have animal facts on them
F/O:Carpe diem.
S/I: Fish of the day?
S/I: So, what’s your favourite colour?
F/O: I’m not really into small talk
S/I: Oh, okay…
S/I: Deep down inside, do you think you’re a good person?
F/O:…
F/O:Green.
Platonic!F/O: I have feelings for you…
S/I: I have feelings for you too!
Narrator: The feeling was friendship, but neither had ever experienced it.
S/I: I desire moisture.
F/O: Please just say “I want water” like a normal person.
(S/I is sick)
F/O 1: Oh you poor dear. What’ll make you feel better?
S/I: Ice cream…
F/O 2 (or platonic F/O): No it won’t. You’re lactose intolerant. It will literally only make you feel worse.
S/I: I know but like… emotionally.
F/O:you’re a melody in my head that I can’t get out
S/I: jfc just say shawty
S/I: who the actual fuck
F/O:language!
S/I:whomst the actual sexual intercourse
F/O:what the fuck
F/O: Hi, S/I!
S/I, internally:There they are, they’re here, my favourite person in the world, the love of my life. god, I just want to stare at them and hold them for the rest of my life
S/I, out loud: What the FUCK do you want
S/I: Good responses for being stabbed with a knife?
F/O 1:Rude.
F/O 2: That’s fair.
F/O 3: Not again.
F/O 4: Are you going to want this back or can I keep it?
S/I: On Halloween, we dress like skeletons, but in reality, the skeletons dress like us.
F/O: I worry about you.
S/I: Do you understand the plan now that I’ve explained it for 15 minutes?
F/O:Yes!
S/I: Are you lying to me?
F/O:Yes.
Villain!F/O: Can I ask you for something?
S/I: Sure. What’s up?
Villain!F/O: could I have pashets. Hespats. Despat. (progressively gets angry flustered)
S/I: (pats villain!F/O’s head) Sure you can!
F/O: How much do you love me?
S/I: So much.
F/O: On a scale from 0 to burgers?
S/I: Burgers. With bacon.
F/O: You’re the one.
