Character: Casey

Casey thoughtfully slurps the soup, clearly doubting whether to say or not.
You know it has been solved - there are people who don't wait for what happens next. They decide what should be next, and then go and make it happen.

- Are you really proud of me?
- Are you kidding? You most importantly proof that I didn't waste oxygen waste.

... the years spent in the status of single mothers, have developed a Denise deep-seated Martyr complex, and now it seems that problems arise only in order to lie on her shoulders an even heavier burden.
- God, mom, I can still stop?
- Sorry, if the pregnancy of my teenage daughter makes me sad.
Does it ever occur to you that I was it too frustrating?
- Of course. Just... well, how could you? You're about all know and understand.
- It happened by accident, of course.
- You have accidentally had unprotected sex?
- You will feel better if I told you that I was raped?
- Don't speak.
I'm trying to understand under what scenario you would start to sympathize with me and not yourself. <...>
- Believe me, I'm so sorry, ' says Denise voice that Casey has always the desire to burn all the Napalm.

She inhales his familiar scent, which himself calls a "Cologne loser"...

- By the way, what are you going to wear?
Nothing.
That's cool, but I don't think they'd let you in naked, Bi.

All fiction is based on a fraction of the truth.

I'm waiting for when the universe decides it for me, but the fact that the Universe has better things to do.

- These freaks are trying to squeeze my iPhone.
- You have an iPhone? You been homeless?!
- So what? Hey, fuck you!

- Jess! I would fuck her so hard, that I would have had to wear the helmet.
- Casey! I would play with it in Call of Duty before dawn!
- What?
- Well, fuck her hard! Yeah... so a helmet would be nice, yeah.

- ...what? You will receive half a million dollars on this deal, and I was going to pay 30 thousand?
- He's paying you 30 Grand? And I only one thousand!
- It is you that pays?

I'm glad we didn't break him.
He's still breathing?
- What's the difference.

- You know, people just need a push in the right direction. A glass of whiskey here, a hooker there, and now they are marching to hell with a smile from ear to ear.

In this case there is nothing legal documents, well, maybe a box of condoms...