Kevin day’s first words in this book is already iconic
aftg perfectly aligns with the lyrics of warsaw by lovejoy and you CANNOT prove me wrong because i’m not
Logan and Chris welcoming Walker to the I-got-cast-as-Percy-Jackson-club 😌
Ares: At first, my half-siblings annoyed me. I hated them. But slowly but surely, I started to crave their company. Started to listen to them. Even go as so far as to do things for them. I wondered why, but now, the reason is clear. There’s even a name for it.
Hermes: Friendsh—
Ares: Stockholm syndrome.
Boss Baby Bezos is at it again! Amazon opened a union busting website for people to report workers unions, so lets do the world a favor and waste Jeff’s time, money, and life energy (I hope) by spamming his website with bogus reports. Eat shit, Jeff.
Lavinia: WHAT ARE YOUR ADJECTIVES?
Reyna: You mean my pronouns?
Lavinia: NO I ALREADY KNOW YOUR PRONOUNS, WHAT ARE YOUR ADJECTIVES?
Reyna: Uh, I don’t know? What are yours?
Lavinia: NOISY AND CHAOTIC.
Reyna: I've never had something go from making no sense to complete sense so fast.
So you know how eventually Andrew and Neil will run out of truths to trade one day..
Pro Neil, pissed the other team is winning (and being pricks about it): Hey, Drew!
Pro Andrew, literally sitting down in the goal with his racquet, not giving a fuck: Hmm?
Neil: how many pints of salted caramel ice cream will it take for you to shut them down?
Andrew, considering: hmm.. three. And McDonald’s fries. And we’re sleeping with the weighted blanket tonight (it’s the middle of the summer).
Neil, grinning: fucking bet
The other team, the other team’s coaches, the fans, the entire city, the other team’s grandmas watching Andrew stand up and get in position:
(Fear)
Andrew: i feel like he gets sick a lot, like immune disorder type. he catches anything that goes around. he's used to it so it doesn't bother him too much, but the worse illnesses can get him pretty bad. when covid hit Neil watched him like a hawk to make sure he didn't catch it
Aaron: bro is the definition of "victorian peasant" when he's sick. he is almost completely useless when he catches a cold. i mean like straight man cold he is completely helpless
Kevin: he doesn't get sick all too often but even when he is he just pretends he's not. he's willing to grind until he collapses and even then he'll deny everything and tell doctor's orders to go fuck themselves
Neil: never gets sick. immune system like a brick. if he does he kinds freaks out because being sick on the run slowed them down, and he never quite gets over that fear
Alison: very similar to Aaron. unless it's game day, she uses illness as an excuse to not do anything
Renee: she's so chill about it. lets people know she's not feeling well, but doesn't let it affect her. she does, however, refuse to take medicine, because she wants to see how long she can power through
Matt: will cough on Dan so they can be sick together. very cuddly when he's not feeling well. eats soup, takes medicine, the whole shabang
Dan: very grumpy when she's sick, usually because it's Matt's fault. doesn't want to be around anybody, speak to anybody, etc.
Nicky: oh so dramatic. acts like he's dying, starts planning his funeral, setting up the playlist for his wake, calls Erik to let him know that he will be getting his insurance, all that
Price who starts the 141 as a way to hunt down the worst terrorists.
Price who brings together a group of odd yet talented individuals.
Price who witnesses each of these individuals break all expectations set.
Price who finds himself falling out of the harsh leader role during downtime and more into mentor.
Price who knows each of these individuals intimately and guides them where he can.
Price who catches himself feeling something awfully funny in his chest whenever the members of the 141 start calling him “old man” or “dad” as a joke.
Price who never admits he actually cried when the 141 gave him Happy Father’s Day gifts.
Price who calls his team his “kids” has more than once called his men “son”.
Price, who brought together a group of broken individuals and made a family out of them.
Price who holds the babies of his soldiers in his arm, “Hi love, I’m your granddad” falling from his lips as he stares down at this innocent babe.
Price who does the one thing he never thought possible, dies an old man, in his bed, surrounded by the family he made, everyone alive, everyone survived.