Who knows

{5}

June 8, 8:43 p.m.
To: Cruella de Carson
From: Daisy Girl

"My mom always said if you didn't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all."

"You didn't have anything nice to say for almost 5 hours?"

"Pretty much"

"You can sure hold a grudge."

"I care about food more than most people. You stole someone's food"
"That's cruel."

"It was the food I brought for him so it wasn't his yet."

"Still"

"Are you going to apologize yet?"

"I wasn't the one who stole food"

"Give it up already!"

"No"

"You are seriously five years old"

"Well you are 7 years old then."

"For your information, I am 18."

"Hm hmm, sure you pedo. You're probably 54 years old."

"How do you have friends?"

"Honestly I don't know"
"It's not like I have that many friends anyways though."

"Well aren't you glad you have me then"

...
"Maybe"

"Aw"

"Shush."

"No"

"Fine"