Sisters Forever... Unfortunately

Sisters Forever... Unfortunately

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*In the middle of the night* Sal: I love you, guys. Everyone: *silent* Sal: Dili? Are you sleeping? Dili: *smiling* No! Now stop talking to me. I want to get some sleep tonight. Sal: ... Do you love me? Dili: *silent* Sal: Fine. Ally, do you love me? Ally: *sounding annoyed yet amused* Be quiet, Sal. No one wants to hear you talk. Sal: You're rude. Mari, you sleeping? Mari: How can I be? You guys are so loud, my ears hurt. Sal: Blah, blah, blah. Ellie, do you love me? Ellie: *fell asleep hours ago* Sal: I feel unloved. *At the same time* Dili: Because you are! Ally: Because you are! Sal: Meanies... These sisters are best friends, yet worse enemies. They love each other, but they're always making fun of each other. How does that work?
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