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“look, when I invite you to dinner to try my really outstanding chicken soup, most people would RAVE at how fantastic it is…” orla then leant forward and knocked the person sitting opposite her lightly. “or at least LIE. LIE cause I am extremely fragile-” she said sarcastically, leaning back in her chair smirking. she wasn’t fragile-not from first instance. “so can you please lie, for me? so I can enjoy my wonderful soup in peace, away from haters.”
“so do you think everyone that’s had it has just lied to you or were they telling the truth?” she gave a dramatic sigh as the other woman came into contact with her. ava loved joking around with others so she tried going down a long rabbit hole. “honestly it’s not bad, you should try mine someday.” she could make a pretty good soup and it was definitely her go-to dish in the winter since it was easy enough. “i think you should pour a ton of hot sauce on it,” she burst out laughing.







