lilo had heard it enough, she wasn't talking to iris, aka her best friend. which obviously brought up conversations, one conspiring that iris got lilo mad or vise versa. another was that lilo was sad and she maybe needed to get checked on. either way, it was the talk and for some reason, it managed to weave it's way in the internet, instagram.
except, everything was touched upon in iris' instagram since lilo had deleted hers. lilo stayed in her bedroom the whole week, not leaving unless she had to use the restroom. her mom would occasionally leave food, which lilo wouldn't eat until her mom was out of clear.
she hated herself, feeling like she was dramatic. yet, in another way she felt sorry for herself. but she stopped feeling that way since it only made her cry, and crying made her get headaches.
"no more of this, we're having guests this sunday and ugh, lilo pay attention," her mom whined, getting lilo to sit up.
a few minutes later, her mom came in with a couple of dresses. lilo groaned, not wanting to use much of her energy to look good. "green?" her mother asked, grimacing at the color. she nodded yes, frowning a bit.
"wouldn't you rather this pink one?"
