“Oh God, it's her, run!”
“Regin slapped her knees. “Oh, my gods, look at him running like his life depended on catching us.” She slid open the door. “Is this straight outta Platoon, or what? Willem!” she cried, holding out one hand. “Run, Willem!” Then she choked on her laughter.”
“Oh. My. God. They were fighting. In the library. Over her.”
“Oh my God Becky! Look at her butt! Tunechi”
“Oh, God. What was happening to her, she was turning into a normal person.”
“It's all nonsense. It's only nonsense. I'm not afraid of the rain. I am not afraid of the rain. Oh, oh, God, I wish I wasn't.”