okay, i have a hc that most of lynches' documents are fake as fuck, not even because they are illegal or something, but because niall decided that dreaming them up would be... like... a better solution than just... making them in departments. which means every time i see this specific moment from search party, i imagine it with the gangsey:
gansey: all right, guys. passports. and nobody has anything weird on them like canadian cocaine, do they?
blue: nope.
adam: no.
henry: we finished it.
ronan: i just want to remind everyone that my passport is fake in case that makes anybody uncomfortable.
gansey: what? sorry, ronan, you say you don't have your real passport with you?
ronan: nah.
henry and blue: oh, my god.
adam: lynch, that's a federal felony. do you know that?
blue: why didn't you say this earlier?????
ronan: well, i just did. so if you're not comfortable, you should get out.
adam: we're not going to get out of the car because we're right in front of border patrol!
gansey: we could literally all be detained, ronan! *glancing at his fake passport* cillian O'WARTIME?
henry, laughing his ass off: your name is CILLIAN O'WARTIME???
ronan: idk, dad got it me, when i was 5 or something.
adam: why did he choose this name???
blue: it sounds like a fake name!
gansey, hyperventilating: should we turn around? should we just turn around?
blue: no!
henry: guys, stop it.
ronan: wow, guys, you are so dramatic.
adam, screaming: you should be freaking out!!!!!
gansey, giving up: okay. i can't even tell if this is a good passport.
blue: guys, none of us know cillian o'wartime.
henry, nodding: he's a hitchhiker.
adam: yeah. we picked him up on our way because we're nice.
gansey, still hysterical: and we let him have the front seat?!