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'Keep up the good work? Are you fucking kidding me?'
'And wtf was that double thumbs up shit?'
Let it be known that Yolanda Garcia does not hold back on saying what she means.
(Unless it has to do with a situationship with feelings and/or communicating her emotions when it actually matters in a grander scheme of things.)
'Hi, trin. Thanks for stopping the crazy guy with a gun in the OR. Love you.'
'Santos.'
'Yes dear?'
'I’m locking my window tonight.'
'wait. no. i’m sorry i said that shit. the suit makes me more awkward. i stg'
'Right.'