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The foundation gave the option to extend the trip up to three weeks. Primrose wouldn't meet Bastian yet, that would be on day four. This time was allotted to give both sides a sort of adjustment period. She didn't know how Bastian would take this. She just knew she was in some sort of panic mode.
Elise had chosen a separate room to stay in, as Mrs. Bennett did not like her much.
I'm sorry,Prim. You're my best friend and all,but I really can't stand your mother. She had sent this text when Primrose had been organizing her belongings into drawers.
She had been lying on her bed for the past twenty minutes while her mother socialized in the lobby. Her phone lit up with a notification and she hurried to open it.
Text from elise
I'm thinking of making u skype my sister. She thinks I've already done something to ruin my life permanently. Pfft, me? Nope.
Text from elise
She also thinks that I've somehow managed to fuck Schweinsteiger and that I'm having his kid. Her Skype name is mysisterisemoCB
Primrose decided that she would ignore that last comment about Elise and Bastian. Instead, she preoccupied herself with finding her mother's laptop in the abundance of suitcases. She nearly dropped an expensive perfume bottle belonging to her mother when she saw a roach.
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If anyone asked Elise, she was perfectly fine in Germany. She was away from her own mother, she could talk to her dad and her sister, and she was free.This was based on the fact that when she was younger, she feared everything from taxidermy, to elevators, to the creepy old lady that lived on her street.
Now she was 22, and now she was alarmist afraid of night arriving. She almost missed her mother's restrictive ways. Elise decided to see if she could do anything about the huge taxidermy collection that resided above her bed.
She almost swore that taxidermy deer was watching her every move. If the moose decided to join in, Elise swore she would run into Primrose and her mother's room. No way was she going to sleep in that bed.
Maybe she would take a lot of Nyquil, enough for sleeping in the bathtub to be an acceptable idea.
To: Primrose Everdeen
Some insane person decided to mount a whole forest of taxidermy-ed animals above my bed. Helppppppppppp
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I know it's short and overdue but please do not decapitate me .
-Brandy
