"theo! help! my cousin's chasing me in the yard!"
"so why the hell are you on the phone bella!"
"i don't freaking know!"
"isabella marie maine! get back here!"
"woah crap. who was that?"
"my older sister."
"you sound tired. are you alright?"
"yeah. i just escaped from my maniac cousin."
"she's a maniac, maniac on the floor."
"oh lord, don't you start."
"and she's dancing like she's never dance before."
"she's a maniac, maniac on the floor!"
"yes babe!"
"babe?"
"why? don't like it?"
"no, what the hell theo?"
"i don't have to call you babe, babe. i just want to hear you getting annoyed."
"i'm going to kill you."
"i'd like to see you try, love."
"ah crap! connor! get out!"
"um."
"sorry, i'm in the bathroom and my sister's friend just came in."
"woah. talking to me in the bathroom. didn't know we were at that stage."
"we're not at that stage. we're not on any stage."
"who's connor?"
"i told you. my sister's friend."
"a guy?"
""jealous?"
"psh, no. why would i be jealous?"
"your tone says otherwise."
"i'm not jealous, baby girl. just looking out for you."
"sure. whatever floats your goat."
"floats my goat? what the holy hell is that? can goats even float?"
"um, for your information, goats can float. they're buoyant."
"clever one, aren't you?"
"haha, i try."
"are you flipping your hair over your shoulder?"
"back to this again, are we?"
"probably."
"wow."
"wow, indeed."
"i'm sorry, i've got to go."
"yeah yeah, i've, um, got to go too."
"..."
"have a good day, bella."
"..."
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MACARONS,, COMPLETED
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