#272 - Disgust

R: “When I said I wanted to make new friends, I didn’t mean with you.”

W: “Me? With you? I think I’d rather die than be seen anywhere near you, trash.”

B: “Could you not bother me while I’m reading? Or ever, for that matter?”

Y: “Huh? You want me to make a joke? Don’t need to; I’m looking at the biggest one in the world right now.”