Kristina: So I sent them screenshots. Like, you want receipts, I’ve got receipts.
Me: It’s like, “I’m Kim and you’re Taylor.”
Kristina: Exactly.
Sanila: WE’RE ALL CRAZY. WHY DO YOU THINK WE GET ALONG SO WELL?
Sinyi: Do you want a drink? (gestures towards tea cup)
Me: (leans in)
Sinyi: Mike made it.
Me: (pauses, suspicious look) What’s in it?
Sinyi: Tequila.
Me: Dear god.
Me: I have never heard you laugh like that before. Never ever.
Lauren: That’s because I don’t drink at school.
Mojan: We went house viewing and the decorator had put stock photos of a white family all around the house.
Me: I’m pretty pleased at how accurate my nomenclature is.
Sanila: Holy shit. He does look evil. Slightly unhinged.
Dad: Me, the cat and this hot water kettle are all losing our memories.
Me: Am I expecting too much from you, computer?
Kristina: I mean, probably. If you really want the computer to work, you’re fooling yourself.
Me: Your hair is so long now!
Steph: I know!!
Callie: It’s long enough to drag in food now, I’m so proud.
Sanila: Scared is good. It’ll keep pushing you.
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