awkward follows you like a beer chasing a shot of tequila.
I'm in a lynch mob? I had no idea. This is really worrying; I really don't have time for another extra-curricular activity.
It feels like it's friday but its not
Hey, you don't want to push me in Nav's direction. That wonderful hair color and a uniform to boot, are you kidding me?
Uh oh. You'd better be careful - do you really want Nav mad at you?