an ode to one you've lost and loved by Patria

Marianne: Being gay is a constant battle between "I wish to sit on a window bench with my lover, our legs tangling as we listen to the birds" and "Hey, let's go throw rocks at fascists" and I think that's very sexy of us.
Lilliana: If the window's open and you time it right, you can do both.

Arya: As top in this relationship, I think we should-
Marianne: I can't believe you're pulling rank on me.

Lilliana: I like your top, Marianne!
Arya: I have a name, you know.
Marianne: *sighs* Why. Why are you like this.

Arya: That’s illegal, right?
Marianne: Why do you care? Are you a fucking cop?
Arya: No-
Marianne: Then shut the fuck up.

Marianne: Hi, sorry I’m late. I was doing a couple of things and got distracted.
Arya: I’m “a couple of things”.
Lilliana: I’m “got distracted”.

Marianne: What are you in the mood for?
Lilliana: World domination.
Marianne: That's a bit ambitious.
Lilliana: You are my world.
Marianne: Aww...
Lilliana:
Marianne:
Lilliana:
Marianne: OH.

*playing twister*
Lilliana: Right hand red.
Arya: *ends up on top of Marianne*
Marianne: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?
Lilliana: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

Lilliana: I’ve been dropping them the most insanely obvious hints for like a year now. No response.
Marianne: Wow. They sound stupid.
Lilliana: But they’re not. They’re really smart actually. Just dense.
Marianne: Maybe you need to be more obvious? Like, I don’t know… “Hey! I love you!”
Lilliana: I guess you’re right. Hey Marianne, I love you.
Marianne: See! Just say that!
Lilliana: Holy fucking shit.
Marianne: If that flies over their head then, sorry Lilliana, but they're too dumb for you.
Lilliana: Marianne.

Marianne: I was going to suggest we do Marilyn Monroe and JFK roleplay, but I’d get way too into it.
Arya: What- how?
Marianne: You’d be like “come to bed … Mr. President” and I’d be like, “I need to increase the amount of American military advisors in South Vietnam by a factor of 18.
Liliana: and wasn’t Marilyn Monroe ace and homorimantic? And JFK was bi too.

Marianne: I love them both, but how do I propose to two people?
Lottie: Two different restaurants, one person at each restaurant. Twice the dessert, twice the applause.
Marianne: Won’t people think it’s weird if there is a third person just sitting there, though?
Lottie: I saw someone feed their pet peacock crème brûlée from their mouth at the French place on the corner last week: I think faux third-wheeling at an engagement is the least of your worries.

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