Do We Have An Accord?

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Pictures and images traveled quickly through Lilly's mind as she slept, unable to process her dreams.  Her eyes moved back and forth rapidly as she tried to latch onto the images but she failed.  A loud knocking woke her from her slumber.  Barely.

"Lilly!" she heard Vu's muffled voice through the door.  "Lilly!  You in there, girl?"

More knocking ensued as Lilly groaned sleepily and rolled over, pulling the pillow over her head.  She was up waaay too late the night before.  And she was hungover as all hell.

"Lilly, c'mon!  Open up!"

Lilly growled and reached down from her cot, grabbing an empty vodka bottle and throwing it at her door.

"DU MA!" she screeched, instantly regretting it due to her pounding headache.  [FUCK YOU!]

The knob clicked and Vu entered the small house, almost tripping over a couple bottles of whiskey.  "Cái quái gì vậy?" he said with his mouth agape.  [What the hell?]

Scrunching under the thin sheets, Lilly huddled up into a fetal position with the pillow still over her head.  "What do ya want, ya teeny tiny arsehole?!" she snapped.

Vu sighed and walked over to her bed before sitting on it.  "Lilly, what you do last night?"

"Tried tah drink meself tah death, what's it look like?!" she spat loudly.

The Vietnamese man pat her arm.  "Lilly, get up.  I want to show you something."

A scoff sounded from underneath the pillow.  "I ain't goin' anywhere with yas, ya fuckin' traitor!"

Vu moved closer.  "You know last night not my fault.  I shocked as you.  I can't believe Arthur want to-"

"Dunna say that rat bastard's name!" she growled.  "Never say his name around me again!"

"...Okay, but I cannot believe he want divorce.  Lilly, something going on here."

"No shit!" she barked, groaning from the throbbing pain in her head.  "I may still be drunk..." she mumbled.

"You need fresh air.  C'mon, let's walk," Vu said softly, shaking her shoulder a little.

"Baaaah!" she yelled, her voice warbling.  "Dunna do that just now..."

Vu giggled gently.  "Sorry, girl."  He picked up the pillow and removed it from her head.  "I have something for hangover."

Lilly's eyes opened suddenly.  "Oh thank the gods!"

Vu laughed and pulled out a small flask from his satchel, handing it to her.  "Small drink."

Lilly grasped the flask and sipped on the liquid, hacking when it hit her throat.  "Jesus, what is that?!" she coughed.

"Special French Indochinese recipe," he said with a grin.  "Feel better?"

Lilly coughed a few more times before handing him back the flask.  Suddenly she felt her energy perk up and everything started becoming more clear as her headache faded away.  She blinked a few times before looking at Vu in awe.

"Yes, actually," she laughed.  "I feel great!  What the hell did ya pu in there?!" she asked excitedly.

"Secret family recipe."

Lilly cackled and got out of bed quickly.  "Oh, ya know I could just torture it outta ya!"

Vu laughed loudly, holding his belly and falling over on the cot.  "No, please don't!  I do anything not to be tortured!"

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