/Luce's iPhone/
5:27pm
. . .
(| Val | is calling)
. . .
"Hey sis. You under the bridge?"
"Val. Please don't. I'm not in the mood for this, okay? I'm fine, I'll be home before twelve."
"Too late, 'cause I'm right above you right now."
"What--" *footsteps, water splashing*
*nearby laughter*
"Not funny! Val go home! I just need some time alone."
"What do you even do down there?"
"Think. Relax. Be alone."
"With your sister."
"No, not with my sister. Go home."
"Nope. I don't want a repeat of last time."
"There won't be a repeat. I told you that was a one time thing, Val."
"Can you blame me for worrying?"
*a sigh* "No."
"If you want to be alone, fine. I'll just stay up here watching The Breakfast Club. I've got cheesecake, but I'd rather not share it with trolls who like to be all alone under damp, moldy bridges."
"I swear if you say you have--"
"And I've got straaawwwberriesss and Nuteeella!"
*a groan* "Fine. Fine, you win."
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(Call ended)
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Teen FictionThings get a little dramatic after Val uses some pretty unbelievable software to spy on her twin sister's boyfriend, who she suspects of cheating.
