incoming call
liz
ANSWER | DECLINE
"What do you want Elisabetta?"
"Don't call me that Jenevieve."
"Now, really, what do you want I'm busy."
"Doing what?"
"My job."
"Being an artist isn't a job
Jenevieve."
"Well being a bitch seems to
be yours."
"I'll call mum."
"Like I care."
"I just wanted to ask you something."
"Well hurry, I have somewhere
to be."
"With who?"
"Somebody."
"Who?"
"If that's your only question I'll guess I'll go.
Bye Elis-"
"NO! For goodness sake Jenevieve!
Stop acting like a child and stay on this call for once."
"..."
"You are so immature."
"Tick tock Elisabetta."
"Fine you impatient little brat."
"Thank you, thank you very much."
"Will you be the godmother of my child?"
"You're kidding, right?"
"Please, you're my only sister."
"I wish I wasn't."
"Jenevieve..."
"No Liz! You made my life a living hell! I cried every time I came home because I was scared of that house!
Why would you ever think that I would say yes!
Never call me again unless it involves the birthing of your devil child.
So long sucker."
end call
8:14am
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