Emma: *walking down the stairs in a short skirt and a crop top*
Cislo: And where the hell are you going, dressed like a slut?
Emma: .. whats it to you
Cislo: cause mom and dad left your sorry ass in my responsibility
Emma: fine, I'm going to hang out with the girls
Cislo: dressed like that?
Emma: yeah?
Cislo: not on my fuckin watch. Put this on or something
Cislo: *throws his sweater at her*
Emma: I am not wearing this
Cislo: Wear it or change your outfit
Emma: ugh, fine
Emma: *puts on the sweater*
Emma: happy?
Cislo: yeah. You can go now
Emma: *leaves*
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Emma: and that's why I have his sweater
Barbara: Oh, damn
