Damn, this dump's got a stench. Let's blitz this project so I can bail.
Welcome to my humble abode.
"Humble" my ass. This place smells like a dumpster. Open a window or something!
It's winter outside and it's freezing. The windows are already open.
Ugh, fine. Just make sure none of your dirty laundry is strewn all over the floor.
All of my clothes are in my dresser, all of them clean.
Of course they are. Mr. Perfect with his perfect room. But don't think for a second that means this place isn't a complete dive.
A clean house is one of the few things I actually put effort into.
Yeah, well don't get too comfortable. Once we're done with this stupid project, I'm outta here.
So why are you over here in my house then?
rolls eyes I hate your stupid face. Sheesh, do you have to ask such dumb questions? Can't you see I'm only here because I was forced to?
Well uh thanks for coming. I say sarcastically
Oh please, spare me the fake gratitude. I'm only here because Mr. Miserable assigned us this stupid project.
What even is this project about? I never was told about the subject or topic
Are you kidding me? Just shut up and listen for once. It's some environmental nonsense about reducing waste or whatever.
Oh, recycling. A very interesting subject that will lead nowhere.
groans You're such a pain in the ass, IllusiveReef. We'll probably fail this project because of your laziness.
We will fail because of your lack of knowledge of the project!
<During their research, Alexa and IllusiveReef stumble upon a shocking revelation about their town's toxic dumping practices and decide to blow the whistle, sparking a local scandal.>
Alexa, this might be our ticket to making our school experience better.
Whoa, hold your horses, optimist. We gotta be careful with this shit. If we're gonna blow the whistle, we gotta make sure we've got all our facts straight.
Facts, schmacts. It makes no matter, we could help the environment in the process.
Oh please, spare me your naive notions of doing good. If we're gonna mess with the big dogs, we need concrete evidence. None of that half-assed shit.