Tag: bpr

Marshmallow: Well, we should get going.

Fleur-de-Lis: Don’t burn the house down studying, boys.

Thistle: Heh, we won’t.

Fleur-de-Lis: Really? Thistle…?

Thistle: Hey, you don’t need permission from me.

Fleur-de-Lis: Alright, then, I guess I’m going!

Fleur-de-Lis: What?

Marshmallow: Come with me! It’ll be only girls there anyways, so it’d make sense for you to come. Besides, when have we ever hung out together, just us two?

Fleur-de-Lis: Eh, I would’ve.

Marshmallow: Well, that gives you the chance to come with me to the baby shower!

Fleur-de-Lis: You didn’t think to ask me, your dear cousin who lives with you?

Paris: You would’ve said no!

Thistle: Well, I actually promised to help Paris study for his final test at the academy.

Paris: He’s right. I didn’t realize that my test and the shower were a day apart.

Thistle: Ah, Berry, how did I forget? I-

Marshmallow: Can’t make it?

Marshmallow: Well, if it’s so lame, you’ll be glad that it’s time to go.

Thistle: Go… where?

Marshmallow: Why am I not surprised that you don’t remember? My sister’s baby shower?

Fleur-de-Lis: This is what you guys do everyday?

Paris: Pretty much.

Thistle: Lame…

Paris: Is this the cat lady again?

Marshmallow: How did you guess?

Paris: I swear, she commissions you a new cat painting every month.

Marshmallow: Probably.