"Morning baby."
"MIA!"
"Yes baby. I know. Four-"
"FOUR DAYS. UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY."
"Yes."
"TWENTY FOUR."
"Yes. Congratulations."
"YOU'RE HOW OLD?"
"...Twenty seven."
"FUCKING OLDIE."
"Yes. You're right. You're always right."
"FOUR DAYS."
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RomanceMia and Polly continue being awesome and stuff I dunno you know you're gonna read it anyway.
