Drunk He Tian: *crying*

operator: 911 what's your emergency?

jian yi: hey man, yeah, see i'm cooking something here. i was wondering how much trouble you could get in for uh, meth.

operator: and you called the police to ask how. illegal the meth is?

jian yi: well yeah, i figured if anyone would know, it'd be you guys?

operator: *types on keyboard*

operator: is that jian yi of *address*

jian yi: no, uh... jian yi is not here right now can i take a message?

operator: the police are on their way, jian yi.

jian yi: aw, shit, nuts, i mean, yeah that's fine, cause nothing's wrong here, exept me cooking some meth, aw double nuts i sad it again.

operator: see you soon, jian yi.

jian yi: alright, it was great talking to you.

operator: it was great talking to you too.

mo guan shan: i've no idea how it happened, but he tian and i know each other so well that we finish-

he tian: each other's sentences.

mo guan shan: don't interrupt me.

jian yi: it's okay, babe, don't worry~

zheng xi: how did you call me?

jian yi: babe, you don't like it?

zheng xi: you can call me whatever you want.

jian yi: ok, optimus prime.

If you look at this drawing a little closer, you will notice that all the dogs are on the same leash.

The Dalmatian holds it in his teeth and, as it were, restrains himself and everyone else. In addition, the Dalmatian has a calm and intelligent look in his eyes — very similar to Zhan Zheng Xi.

The little dog (possibly a chihuahua) looks excited and cheerful, and its fur colour is light, so I think it's Jian Yi.

The Doberman (black dog) is Tian, and the Shiba inu (red dog) next to him is Guanshan for obvious reasons. Plus, the Doberman looks at Guanshan, and the Shiba Inu looks at Tian!!! Old, you're a genius.

jian yi: what if we call our band «this band», so every time someone asks “are you listening to this band?” no one will understand which band they're talking about?

he tian: this is your best idea, jian yi!

zhan zheng xi: why are you trying to make life difficult for other people?

mo guan shan: so... everyone will be confused because of the name, and we will lose potential fans and money?

she li: *drowning*

he tian: i'd save him, but who i am to play god.

guan shan fell asleep thinking about tian's words.

he tian: how do i politely tell someone i want to fucking hit their face with a brick several times?

he cheng: one wishes to aquaint your facial structure with a rigidly edge object fundamentally used in the construction of walls repeatedly.

he tian: that was poetry!~

mo guan shan: that was a cry for therapy from both of you-

*doorbell rings*

he tian: oh no oh shit fuck fuck fuck, i forgot to defrost the chicken! okay google, how to defrost the chicken in 5 seconds? oh my god, i'm in deep shit! what should i do? oh no, guan shan will kill me!

mo guan shan: i hate seeing you like this.

he tian: like what?

mo guan shan: in person.