"Will you two shut the fuck up? It's three in the morning." Miranda says, causing the other two girls to fall into another fit of unattractive laughter.
"Shut up cunt." They say in unison, before taking long ass sips from their tea. The two girls wide awake can hear the other three roll their eyes.
"If you don't cut it out, I'll tell Mrs Song." Sunny says.
"No one likes a tattle tale Sunny." Ginger states, causing the other two girls to let out loud chuckles at the unfamiliar term.
"English please." The younger of the two states, whilst the other lays on the carpet in a fit of giggles.
"Don't be racist." Miranda snaps.
"Shut the fuck up Miranda." The youngest states.
"If you don't like it, go home." The older says, then they both start laughing again.
"Don't be rude." Ginger says.
"I'm not being rude. I'm autistic and dyslexic."
"That's really mean Ginger. You know she's disabled."
"All of you, just shut the fuck up and go to fucking sleep. Why did I have to be put in a room of invalids?" Leslie says, making everyone fall into silence.
"Fi-" Miranda starts.
"Don't even fucking try." Leslie cuts her off.
That night, Miranda probably cried herself to sleep.
