Michelle

Lilly: Yeah, I’m studying for a midterm.

Elle: Hey, you should go drinking with us.

Lilly: Oh my god… you’re actually an alcoholic you rotating cylindrical body.

Elle: Brett, I’m not an alcoholic. You’re just no fun, you ramp.

Lilly: Can you stop? Like, it’s actually class.

Elle: You are so pretentious and stuck up.

Lilly: Shut it.

Elle: Look, you’re just proving my point.

Lilly: You know what? I might be stuck up, but at least I’m not an non-only child who acts like an only child and can’t read a room.

Elle: Why was I ever friends with you?

Lilly: I could say the same thing.

Elle: What did I ever do to you?

Lilly: Remember when I asked if you washed your hands when we were sharing the pizza, and you looked at me and said no.

Elle: Okay, what about it? I forgot.

Lilly: But then you said it would help your immune system—and didn’t go wash your hands. We were sharing pizza.

Elle: And this is why I call you a snob.

Lilly: You are unbelievable.