JJ At Some Point

Pope: JJ, I need a favor.

JJ: I'm not giving you a lap dance again.

Sarah: A lap dance?

John B: AGAIN???

Pope: I have a new hoodie.

JJ: Wrong.

JJ: We have a new hoodie.

JJ, very drunk: Daaamn, hottie, do you come here often?

Pope: We live together, JJ.

Pope : I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.

JJ: Wow. They sound stupid.

Pope : But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.

JJ: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”

Pope : I guess you’re right. Hey JJ, I love you.

JJ: See! Just say that!

Pope : Holy fucking shit.

JJ: If that flies over their head then, sorry Pope , but they're too dumb for you.

Pope : JJ.

JJ: I don't always make great decisions under pressure..

Pope: what the hell is that?

JJ, *holding an alpaca by a leash*: Its an alpaca! I got the last one

JJ: is there a cactus where your heart should be?

Kiara: what’s up your ass this morning?

Pope, walking into the room and kissing JJ’s cheek: hey

Kiara: hm. Nevermind.

John b: *chokes*

JJ: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: I’M SORRY]

Pope: What's that?

JJ : Remorse code.

Pope: I'm even angrier now.

Rafe : JJ sucks

Pope: mhm

Pope: he swallows too

Rafe: *absolutely horrified*

JJ: Did you know I can tell the time just by looking at the stars?

Pope: Really?

JJ: Yeah, John B taught me, wanna see?

Pope: Definitely

JJ: Alright

JJ: [looks up at the stars]

JJ: Its nighttime

Pope: Oh fuck off

Kiara: John B it's happening again

John B: what is?

Kiara, pointing at JJ and Pope eye fucking: that

John B: oh for fucks sake-