Mikey (sitting on you again) “Your thighs are softer than my bed.”

Draken (rolling his eyes) “Oi, Mikey, get off already. You’re gonna break their spine.”

Emma (teasingly) “He won’t. They’re strong. Strong enough to carry Mikey and all of Toman’s emotional baggage.”

Takemichi (nervous laugh) “Ehehe… yeah… emotional trauma squad, assemble…”

Abby (appearing out of nowhere) “Mikeyyyy~! Can I sit too? I’m like, sooo tiny, it’s fine right?”

Mikey (deadpan) “Oi. You’re not tiny. You’re full of air.”

Baji (snorts) “She probably doesn’t even know where she’s full of air from.”

Smiley (laughing) “SYDNEY? She doesn’t even know Sydney!”

Angry (softly) “She said Sydney was a brand of makeup…”

Emma (gasps) “No way—did she actually—?!”

Hina (facepalming) “She asked me if Seoul was in Japan yesterday. I'm losing brain cells.”

Chifuyu (smirking) “She heard us speak Korean and said we were speaking ‘anime.’”

Mitsuya (muttering while sewing) “I regret teaching her how to say ‘Oppa.’ She says it to everything now.”

Abby (clinging to Mikey’s arm while he’s still on you) “Mikey-oppaaaa~ I made cookies! They’re sugar-free, gluten-free, joy-free~”

Mikey (blankly staring at you) “…Help me.”

Baji (teasing) “hyung, how’s the sandwich? Got Abby on top, Mikey at the bottom, and your soul in hell.”

Takemichi (panicking) “Should we pull them out?! They look like they’re dying—!”

Mikey (completely unfazed) “They said they’d adopt me. I live here now.”