A/N: Trying out an all dialogue fic. Why? Just because.
Disclaimer: Uh, I own a toilet. Does that count?
"Hey Shrimps. Ready for our movie marathon?"
"Yeah. I'm just having trouble deciding on watching a documentary on Lady Gaga's meat dress or watching you."
"I'm sorry, was that supposed to be smooth? Cuz that just sounded plain stalkerish."
"Oh, you know you love it. Besides, I have a smoking hot girlfriend. What person wouldn't absolutely fail at pick-up lines in my situation?"
"Awww, it's alright Shrimps. If it makes you feel any better, I brought donuts and juice pouches."
"Donuts? Where?! Reagan, you know you shouldn't play with me when it concerns donuts."
"Chill, I got you covered. I had to hide them in my purse to avoid you flat out jumping me."
"Oh my god. Gimme gimme gimme!"
"Ouch! Did you actually have to jump me?!"
"Mmm, I'm eating donuts while sitting on top of a very pretty girl. Is this what heaven feels like?"
"Shrimps...you have to get off me right now."
"Why?"
"Cause if you don't, I can guarantee you that there will be no movie watching tonight."
"Oh. Well, that doesn't sound like a bad idea right now."
"..."
"..."
"OH MY FLIPPIN GOD!"
"Sweet baby Jesus. That's kinda hot."
"Oh shit."
"Lauren, Theo. Mom and Bruce. Didn't expect you to be home so early."
"Hello Amy, Reagan. Umm, hon, where's your shirt?"
"Well, I guess I'll just put my shirt on and see Reagan out the door."
"Ugh, come on Bruce. I need some aspirin and a foot rub after seeing that."
"So Theo, you're into lesbians now?"
"Um, I don't feel comfortable answering that question."
"Hmmm. I'm putting you on sex probation."
"...Crap."