two wrongs don't make a right, but three do

it's lent. a forty day holiday when you're supposed to finally forgive and forget. of course, this contradicts my motto: forgive, but never forget.
well, there's a first time for everything. in this holiday, you need to give up something you can't live without. guess what i gave up?
story writing.
guess who might not making it?
me.
well.
anyways, usual shouts:
rachel lemon: i love you. don't forget it.
rachel lime: if we don't make it to alice in wonderland, i'll personally kill myself.
sydney: hi. it's been a while since i mentioned you here.
oh.
let's play a game.
"Oh my God, you're bleeding strawberry lava!"
"Does this frog belong to you?" "Uh...it's my brother's?"
"You do know we have about 300 notes, right?"
"Yeah, in this one Star likes pro wrestling."
If anyone can guess who these lines belong to, post a comment.
I love you.
-Ang