Rooster : *Walking In To A Room* Sorry Im Late... I Was... Doing Things.

Rooster : *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was... doing things.

*Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder*

Hangman: *Out of breath* HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS!!

being a true theatre kid (who’s too anxious to actually do the theatre part) involves headphones on full volume and dramatic lip syncing to showtunes at 3am

Store Worker: Would a Captain Mitchell please come to the front desk?

Maverick, arriving at the desk: Hi, is there a problem?

Store Worker: *points to The Squad standing at the front of the store*

Store Worker: I believe they belong to you?

Hangman: We got lost. :(

Maverick:

Maverick: I didn't even bring you guys with me?

Y/N: Bye now, don't forget to eat the lunch I packed for you.

Rooster: Don't talk to strangers.

Hangman: If anything happens, just call and we'll come pick you up.

Phoenix: Don't get lost, be careful, okay?

Bob: ...I-I'm just going to the library, though.

Mon El: You can't kill me! I have a wife!

Abductor: Do you really think that’ll stop me?

Mon El: Oh no, you misunderstood. That wasn't a plea. That was a warning.

Abductor: Wha-

(Kara smashes down the door)

#henderfam💛