"I don’t know what you’re talking about, Logan."
"Bullshit you don’t, Kyle. It was here just a minute ago. I know you took it."
"My fucking pen, you asshole! You know it was a gift from my grandfather. It’s special to me, and you fucking stole it!"
"Why in the world would I— wait, turn your head."
"Just turn your head. No, the other way. Your pen is behind your ear, dude."
"…I’m sorry, Kyle. I don’t remember putting it there."
"You always do this. You misplace something, you blame me. I’ve had it. I’m moving out."