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(Elena comes down the stairs) Kayla: Damn girl…you still wearing the same pair of PJ’s from last week? Elena: Ummm…no. Brian: Oh god that is bad. Alexa: Tell me about it. All she does is mope around…even more so now…she doesn’t do anything…she just sits in front of the TV and cries. Brian: Whatever you do, don’t let her listen to any of our CD’s! Alexa: Got ya. Brian: Cause we allll remember what Kayla did? Alexa: Yeah don’t remind me. The shoe incident was a bad thing. Kayla: Hey, let’s not bring that up again otherwise I might have to hurt you. I’ll have to break open a can of whoop ass on your ass. Alexa and Brian: Sorry. Elena: Did anyone get the mail? Alexa: Yeah it’s there on the table. Elena: Ok. (She walks right past it and goes upstairs) Kayla: Ummmm ok. Didn’t she want the mail? Alexa: You know, I don’t even ask anymore. Brian: Sounds good to me. (From upstairs) Elena: HOW’S NICK? Alexa: How’s Nick Bri…Elena wants to know. Brian: Tell her he’s ok. Alexa: HE’S OK. Elena: DO WE HAVE ANY CHOCOLATE CAKE? Kayla: Dude, what the hell is wrong with her? Alexa: NO YOU ATE IT ALL YESTERDAY. Elena: OH. CAN SOMEONE BRING ME MY MAIL? GOD I’VE BEEN WAITING FOR IT FOR HOURS NOW! Kayla: I’m staying down here where it’s safe. Alexa: I’LL BRING IT TO YOU IN A SEC ELENA. Elena: K. Brian: She’s gone insane. Alexa: Tell me about it and I have to live with her. Well I better go bring her her mail. Talk to you later Bri. Brian: Ok good luck with her. Alexa: Thanks. Bye. (They hang up) |
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