A/N: Okay, so this is my first all dialogue story. Well, the first that I'm posting.
"Okay…um, what's your full name?"
"It's Katie Gardener, stupid. "
"You don't have a middle name?"
"I do too!"
"Well…"
"Lana."
"Was that so hard?"
"Yes. Shut up Travis, it's my turn. What's your favorite flower?"
"Really, Katie? Again with the flowers?"
"Yes. Daughter of Demeter, here. What is your favorite flower?"
"Um…what are those purplish-blue ones with the funny shaped leaves and those random yellow parts?"
"Irises?
"Yeah, those. I like those. Anyways, what's your favorite color?"
"Gold. Or green. Both. What about you?"
" Blue. And you're right, gold's not too bad either. Hey, do you own a chainsaw Katie-Kat?"
"A chainsaw?"
"Yeah."
"No!"
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"Why? Do you?"
"Of course not, Kates."
"Call me crazy, but I don't believe you."
" You're crazy. Do have a boyfriend back home?"
"Not anymore. Do you?"
"Katie, I'm not gay."
"I meant a girlfriend Travis!"
"Oh. Oh. Duh, of course that's what you meant. No."
"Why'd you say 'oh' twice?"
"It's not your turn Katie-Kat. It's mine. Katie, are you happy I'm not gay?"
"Ummm…can I lie?"
"No."
"Fine. Yes."
"Haha! Knew it!"
"What a surprise. I didn't know you could think at all."
"That hurts, Katie. Your turn."
"Ummm, okay. Travis, do you ever have dirty thoughts about-"
" YOU! BU-WHA- Katie, I-"
"Actually, I was gonna say Kim Kardashian, but I think I'd like to hear the answer to your version better."
"Katie…"
"Whoa, whoa whoa. No puppy dog faces and pleading voices, Travvie."
"Travvie?"
" Just answer your damn question!"
"FINE!"
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"Well…"
"Urgh…You're not going to let this go are you?"
"Hey, you practically asked yourself this."
"That makes no sense."
"Neither does the fact that you survive with only a bowel of ravioli where your brain should be, but…"
"Okay! Just…shut up! Katie, I may have had a slightly less than clean thought about you…once or twice, or more times."
"Oh…"
"Yeah, oh. My turn. Have you ever thought about doing dirty things to me at midnight in the strawberry field?"
"Not that specifically…"
"But?"
"Maybe, to the first part of the question only."
"Ha!"
"Really, Stoll? Are you, like, five or something?"
"If I was, that would make you a pedophile."
"And you a creep."
"Touché."
"Anyway…Do you, um, you know… wanna kiss me?"
"Only every second I spend with you."
"Travis! I can't believe you'd make fun me like th-mph!"
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"That was nice."
"Sure was, Katie-Kat."
"Do you wanna do it again?"
"Hey, it's not your turn."