"Hanna! You better be up. We have 30 minutes to get ready and leave in time to make it to the game. And if need be I will threaten to dump out your new bottle of tequila." "OK, I think that's a little brash. Besides it takes me 8 minutes to get ready at most and it's a 15 minute drive from here to the school, so calm your tits women. And leave my precious tequila alone." "Mmhhhh. Only takes 8 minutes my ass. If it only takes you 8 minutes to get ready then I still like that asshole my mom remarried. I still can't believe they got back together. 4 failed marriages and out of all of the shitty guys to pick from she picks ex-husband number 2. I guess he is better than 1 or 3. She really had shit taste for a little bit." "Well pardon me your grace, but I still believe my tequila is innocent. And at least your mom seems happy. I wish my mom would divorce my dad and marry someone else. It's basically war here 24/7. It's like the US Vs Ukraine or some shit. We only got them to stop fighting by making them think something was horribly wrong. I had to go around screaming I burnt the house down for a good 5 minutes before they'd shut up long enough to here me. I don't even know why is so important for us to go to the damn game anyway." "It's the first game of our senior year. And after all the Bullshit that happened last year I don't want people to think I'm not still a boss ass Bitch." "No doubt about that lol. Your definitely still a boss Bitch . Now calm yourself and I'll change. Let's go show that no good cheating fuck face what's what." "Yay!!! I'll be waiting downstairs. I wanna get something to eat before we head out. " " Don't eat all the cheesecake. I will fuck you up over that Chloe don't think I won't. We both know my one true love is food. See you in a sec.
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