chanterelle: kyoto, what do IDK, LY, and TTYL mean? kyoto: I don’t know, love you, talk to you later chanterelle: Ok, I love you too, I’ll just ask komaki kyoto: Dandelions symbolize everything I want to be in life komaki: Fluffy and dead with a gust of wind? kyoto: Unapologetic. Hard to kill. Feral, filled with sunlight, bright, beautiful in a way that the conventional and controlling hate but cannot ever fully destroy. Stubborn. Happy. Bastardous. Friends with bees. Highly disapproving of lawns. Full of wishes that will be carried far after I die. chanterelle: edible komaki: I really like this whole ‘good guy, bad guy’ thing you guys have going on. kyoto: It’s not an act, it’s just that I’m mean and chanterelle isn’t. chanterelle: komaki, keep an eye on kyoto today. They're going to say something to the wrong person and get punched. komaki: Sure, I’d love to see kyoto get punched. chanterelle: Try again. komaki, sighing: I will stop kyoto from getting punched. komaki: Why are you on the floor? kyoto: I'm depressed. kyoto: Also I was stabbed, can you get chanterelle, please. kyoto: In my defense, I was left unsupervised. komaki: Wasn't chanterelle with you? chanterelle: In my defense, I was also left unsupervised. kyoto: chanterelle and I don’t use pet names. komaki: I see. Hey, what do bees make? kyoto: Honey? chanterelle: Yes, dear? kyoto: komaki: Don't ever lie to my face again. Store Worker: Would a Mx. kyoto please come to the front desk? kyoto, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem? Store Worker: points to komaki and chanterelle Store Worker: I believe they belong to you? komaki and chanterelle, simultaneously: We got lost :( kyoto: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me- chanterelle: What time is it? komaki: I don’t know; pass me that saxophone and we’ll find out komaki: *Plays sax loudly and extremely out of tune* kyoto: WHO THE HELL IS PLAYING THE SAXOPHONE AT TWO IN THE MORNING komaki: It’s 2 am chanterelle: If you had to choose between komaki and all the money I have in my wallet, which would you choose? kyoto: That depends, how much money are we taking about? komaki: kyoto! chanterelle: 63 cents. kyoto: I'll take the money. komaki: KYOTO!!! komaki: WHY. why did you give kyoto a KNIFE?! chanterelle: I’m sorry. They said they felt unsafe. komaki: Now I feel unsafe! chanterelle: I’m sorry. chanterelle: ... would you like a knife? chanterelle: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity? kyoto: *turning to komaki* How tall are you? komaki: What do you think kyoto will do for a distraction? chanterelle: They’ll probably, like, make a noise or throw a rock. That’s what I would do. *Building explodes and several car alarms go off* chanterelle: ... or they could do that. kyoto: How's the sexiest person here~? chanterelle: I don't know, how are they~? kyoto, flustered: I- komaki, from across the room: I'm doing great, thanks! kyoto: We need to get through this locked door. komaki, give me your credit card. komaki: Here. kyoto, pocketing it: Thanks. chanterelle, kick down the door. *The squad is having dinner together* chanterelle: komaki, can you pass the salt? komaki: *Throws kyoto across the table* kyoto, holding a python: Guys I impulsively bought a snake, what do I name him chanterelle: You did WHAT– komaki: William Snakepeare komaki: What did you do with chanterelle's body? kyoto: What didn’t I do with the body? komaki: kyoto: Okay, that sounded more sexual than I intended. I disposed of the corpse respectfully.
