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“R e g i n a, ” her shoulders slumped, eyes opened, and any calm she was attempting to maintain left as her eyes involuntarily watered. “ I get it!! I’m selfish, I’m conceited. I get other people to do things for me and I used Kiran when I was disowned. I’m the worst!! I d e s e r v e what I get!! So we can skip the dialogue because while, like, I totally love catching up with old friends, ” she said, ironically, embarrassedly wiping at her eyes, “ I just, like, R E A L L Y can’t do this right now. ”
Amma Avery would never learn to not address her as the despicable name that she had been bestowed with as her father’s namesake. It never faield to have Reggie further gritting her teeth, fluttering her eyelashes. “So long as we’re on the same PAGE then we won’t have to continue having chats like this, hm?” The roll of her eyes was indicative to the fact that, likely, this would be far from the last conversation that was similar in nature. “Or, better yet, you could learn to wallow in self-pity in silence. I’m quite fed up of MY sleep being disturbed by your woe-is-me crocodile tears.”















