Make me a Match

Wil: [sticks a $2.99 price tag from a purchased energy drink on L's shirt] There, now you’re $2.99.

L: So I’m a cheap slut?

Wil: You’re my cheap slut!

L: [laughs] I’d totally put that on a T-shirt and wear it. “Wilhelmina’s cheap slut.”

Wil: Next time we’re at Zeta Mu I should just write it on your chest and you can walk around shirtless.

Later…

L: What do you want for dinner?

Wil: I’m fine with leftovers. Since I’m, you know, a classless ho and stuff.

L: [laughs] I love that you just said that. Hey, you should put that on a shirt. Then we can match!

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…yeah, I like to think of us as a subversive version of that disgustingly cute couple you wish wasn’t in your line of sight on the subway.

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