I won’t, I promise. And what did poor books did to you?
Since when did I have to have a reason for not liking something?

I can’t sleep when I’m hungover, which is weird. The headache doesn’t let me sleep. I’m all hyper until it goes away and to keep myself from jumping around, I read. Well, looks like someone’s got a problem with books!
Remind me to never be around you when you’re hungover. And I don’t have a problem with books — I just don’t like them.

Thanks for considering me, Landon, though it seems easy for you to offer up such a gem when you’ve got a confused and sexually frustrated chick drooling all over you and cheating on her forty year old boyfriend.
But she’s a cockslut, anyways, and she’d put out for anyone. Jill could have a friend, you know.
Apparently not a big enough cockslut to sleep with you. Don’t take it to heart, bud. I’ll have room service deliver vaseline and a couple hand towels to your room to keep you company tonight, yeah?

What’s that got to do with anything?
That chick you can count on when no one else puts out. Haven’t seen her since middle school, but I’m sure you two are regular fuck buddies. Treat her well, ya?

One day you’re going to have to grow up. You know, I think I’d rather hang out with Austin than you and that’s saying a hell of a lot, Andrews. This conversation is over, but my threat? It still stands, and it’s sure as hell not petty.
I like you better when you don’t talk. Have a nice night, Hyde.

Parties are fun. Except there’s no fucking parties and I can’t get drunk girls in bed.
Tell Jill I said hello, will ya?

You know what, Landon? I actually expected better from you but you’ve just proved me wrong. You’re exactly like most of the other assholes here. I was really rooting for you, you know? If I find out you hurt any of my friends, you’ll sincerely regret it, I can promise you that.
Well, I’m sorry I fell short of your expectations. I have a habit of doing that. Warn your friends of me, because petty threats have a way of doing absolutely shit.

No, Landon, you’re an adult. You should take a bit of responsibility for your actions. You brought her there? You make sure she gets home. Simple as that. What if she’s walking alone at three in the morning and she’s being followed? Her phone’s dead, she has no way to call for help. Then she’s abducted. Just because you’re going to act like you’re so big and bad you can’t take two seconds to look out for someone?
I’m not looking for a lecture, Hyde. You can play the what-if game all you want, but at the end of the day we’re not really going to get anyway. If you don’t like the way I treat my girls, then I say you just keep that pretty little nose of yours out of my business and hope that I don’t sleep with any of your friends.

I would never do a thing like that.
Lying’s a sin, love. Let’s not over-estimate ourselves.
