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Piper: can you bring me chicken soup?

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Text : contact.
Piper: can you bring me chicken soup?
Her eyes flickered to the person across the room; Nodding carefully to the man speaking to her ( “Yes, of course,” she replied, the person unaware of her caustic tone.) and made what she knew was the universal get-me-out-of-this-conversation expression.
“Do you know, I wasn’t actually expecting to enjoy this party.”
Please stop talking I have a hangover.
Come on don’t be a chicken.
*stops browsing clothes long enough to look up and scrunch his nose* Do you mind not staring? Does it matter to you what clothes I happen to be picking out?
❝Tes lèvres brûlent tant de mille mensonges Que tu ne prends plus la peine de raconter❞