(Y/n): *Driving them to the next location*
Gaz: Wow (Y/n), when did you get your driver’s license?
(Y/n): My what?
Price, reaching for the doorhandle: I need to get out of this bloody car.
(Y/n): *slams books down in front of Gaz*
(Y/n): Boil up some Mountain Dew. It’s gonna be a long night.
Gaz: You could of said literally anything else.
(Y/n), with a serious face: Cauldron boil and cauldron bubble, Baja Blast to fuel my trouble.
Gaz: I’m going to just stop challenging you when you say random shit. I won’t win. I realize this now.
*Meanwhile, Somewhere*
Price, standing up suddenly:
Ghost:
Soap:
Laswell: Are you alright..?
Price: Something has happened…
rewatching veronica mars again and being reminded that francis capra has the most beautiful goddamn eyes and weevil is a big ol softie
Calling old cops on my cop shows by their full name to show them that I'm highly disappointed
Old men on cop shows be like if you're innocent why were you running away...my brother in christ you yelled threats and ran after them
do you ever get so frustrated with a video game that you are no longer rational and you start literally jumping into pits because maybe thats the fucking solution to this bullshit of a dungeon puzzle
