Skins

Chris: fuck it.
Jal: right, saying “fuck it” works for you, then?
Chris: mmm not really.
Jal: then maybe you should.. you know.. try.
Chris: but I do try! don’t I?
Jal: ahah, no.
Chris: that’s what you always say: NO.
Jal: NO WAY!
Chris: JAH! see? there you go! always saying no.. right? to pills, to parties.. to me putting my hand on your gooch.
Jal: okay.. okay, so let’s make a deal, I’ll start saying “yes” and you stop saying “fuck it”
Chris: I’mma have to have that in writing, I’m afraid. Use your pen.
Jal: Who says I got a pen?
*Chris writes in one paper “YES” and Jal writes “FUCK IT” strikethrough in another paper, and after stick it to each other’s foreheads*
Chris: Jal…will you buy me a falafel?
*she looks her foreheads*
Jal: yes..
*Chris falls to the floor*