Translation: stop texting me
J: (..) its like ten people in one apartment and they’ll play russe-songs* to get the mood right
MG: russe-songs is fucking pumped up like *mimmicks beat*
MH: ‘let us play a russe-song’ kinda?
MG: they do that on the parties I go to. The girls are totally crazy
J: it’s so often it’s not right with russe-songs where they play russe-songs. You get that, right?
MG: okay, then what do you wanna listen to?
J: I don’t know, if I’m going to a party i wanna listen to some hip-hop, like 90’ shit
MH: Nate Dog
J; yeah, Nate Dog!
MH: he’s awesome
MG: who’s Nate Dog?
J: “who’s Nate Dog”
MH: are you serious?
MG: I haven’t heard anything by Nate Dog
MH: do you know who Snoop Dog is?
J: what’s up, man?
I: nothing, I guess
J: nothing? Anything new with that Even guy?
I: no. Or… I got a new drawing.
J: a new drawing? What’s his deal?
I: I don’t know. He’s… all over the place.
MG: what are you talking about? Are you talking about Even?
MH: what’s going on between you two?
I: nothing’s going on. He’s got a girlfriend.
MG: and he’s also pansexual?
I: I don’t know
MG: and one more thing I’ve thought about sorry if it’s rude but homos, when they have sex. Who’s the guy and who’s the girl?
*J and MH sigh*
I: it’s funny that you ask because I was actually going to ask you the same question, when you have sex who’s the guy and who’s the girl? Then I remembered, you don’t have sex.
J: holy fuck, wow, where did that come from?
MG: it wasn’t that bad a question, was it? I was seriously curious about it
J: but completely honest, I feel as if you let him play you
I: play me?
J: like, he keeps it going but nothing happens, and he’s still dating that girl
I: yeah, but like I can’t control him
J: yeah you can! If you’re like, totally straight up. You send him a text like hey dude, stop with that stuff
I: “yo dude, stop with that stuff”
J: alright, maybe not that but… okay, stop texting me, call me when you’ve broken up with your girlfriend. Straight up. That’s what works.
MH: and if he really is interested he’ll get stressed. We’ve all been there
J: exactly. If you have a thing with a girl, or you wanna hook up with her, but you don’t want anything more,- relationship with her, but she sends you what’s up? I’m fucking tired of you not taking us seriously’ then you get serious at once, you’re not gonna fuck more with her
MG: just when they don’t answer your texts, like they’ve seen your text
J: yeah, but they’re just snakes. Girls who doesn’t… *keeps talking in background*
Text from Isak: hey, thanks for the drawing, but if you’re not interested in anything more just forget it. Call me when you’ve broken up with your girlfriend.
I: I just did it. I sense the text
J: no?! What? That’s not bad!
J: that surprised me
Text from Even:
What are you doing right now? Can we talk?
MG: was that him?
I: he answered ‘what are you doing right now, can we talk’
I: what am I going to answer?
MG: call him
J: no, don’t call him! Write: chilling at home
I: chilling at home?
MH: yeah that’s good
I: chilling at home, just call me
J: no, you want him to call you but you have to write it like you don’t want it. Understand? So just wrote 'chilling at home’, and done
I: chilling at home, smiley?
J: no! Chilling at home, done! No feelings, straight up
J: he will call
MG: check if it’s a bubble, like he’s writing something
I: no bubble, he won’t answer it’s just how he is
MH: he might be somewhere he can’t speak right now
MG: the beer wasn’t any good today
J: what are you drinking?
MG: tuborg glass. Tastes like plastic or something
J: is it all yeasted out? Oh! It was someone I know that know a guy that know a guy who put yeast in an apple juice box and he in his locker at school to make beer
MH: at school? Must’ve smelled awful
J: yeah that’s what he said, it smelled like shit
MH: he was probably going to party at school
MG: do you know him?
MH: what’s up, is people coming?
I: you’re my only friends I’ve got. It’s probably Eskild? He fucking forgets his keys all the… it’s Even
Guys: what, Even?
J: seriously, he’s here?
I: I’m not fucking around
MG: it’s Even, we say hi to Even, guys!
I: no! I’m not kidding, out!
MG: why can’t we meet Even?
I: “why can’t we meet Even”
MH: do you have my phone? I can’t find it
*all panick, talk at the same time as they gather their things*
I: go through the back!
MG: you’re wearing my shoe!
*russe-song is a type of upbeat party song