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RHETT: i can do that! you will have soup and company :)

RHETT: you sap. she's gonna wanna climb all over you for cuddles and kisses. i hope you're not contagious.

ALSINA: u da best

ALSINA: aw, i won't get her sick don't worry. she can watch all the cartoons she wants

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░ .:°// — TEXT ! AL

ELISABETH: okay! i'll make the soup & be right over (:

ALSINA: the door is open for when u come

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░ .:°// — TEXT ! 'LIL LAUR

LAUREN: see, now was that really so hard?

ALSINA: u make everythin difficult lauren

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ADDY: ofc!!!!

ADDY: i was just feeling making chicken noodle today too!!

ALSINA: what a coincidence, i've got good sick timing

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ELISABETH: oh my goodness!

ELISABETH: i'll be over in five. do u want anything else??

ALSINA: ur the best ellie

ALSINA: soup and you is just enough thank u

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LAUREN: idk i kind of need an answer before i make a decision.

ALSINA: yes lauren i want chicken noodle soup w/ a soda on the side

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RHETT: at least 6 surprised

RHETT: listen. don't get smart with me. i'd still find a way to burn it.

RHETT: also, can emi come too ?

ALSINA: i'll settle for takeout soup from the chinese place ok idc

ALSINA: yah my niece can come, i miss her

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MASON: r u contagious that affects my decision

ALSINA: at least we'd be sick 2gether

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░ .:°// — TEXT ! 'LIL LAUR

LAUREN: so you want chicken noodle soup with a soda on the side or no?

ALINSA: are u gna bring or leave me hangin ?

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RHETT: sick or hungover?

RHETT: i can do company but i'm not sure about the soup. my cooking skills are ... questionable

ALSINA: actually sick, are u surprised

ALSINA: get campbells, all u have 2 do is poor it into a pot man

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LAUREN: what about a soda on the side?

ALSINA: ur not funny

ALSINA: bring me a coke tho if ur a tru friend

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MASON: no nobody likes a pansy

MASON: jk ily what u need boo

ALSINA: screw u mase ,, i'm coughin my guts up

ALINSA: i want chicken noodle soup with ritz crackers and a popsicle

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ALSINA: can u come over pls, i'm sick

ALSINA: i need chicken noodle soup and company

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ALSINA: it was meant to be then

ALSINA: i wanna pet him

Mason: idk I was at the beach & drinking and now I have a dog

Mason: im gonna name him frisbee

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ALSINA: did u really just steal a stray dog

Mason: lol whose fuckin dog is this

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“That wouldn’t calm me down at all. It would freak me the fuck out. And then I’d go on to beatin’ the shit outta everybody.”

I tried to prevent a bar fight by convincing a guy whacked out on what I think was Molly to slap the ass of everyone who was arguing and shout “WHOO” each time. I’m proud, surprised, and intrigued that it calmed everyone down so quickly…

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The last thing he wanted to do was piss of all of Nantucket by corrupting the Beauclaire darling. And that was exactly what’d they presume he had done given Elisabeth’s previous tirade. He was prepared to let her have it, but then Alsina peered at her. He took in the mark that he had made upon her arm and then her cherubic mien that was constructed in a vengeful pout. Her, ‘What was I supposed to do?’ stuck with him, and he couldn’t bring himself to even reprimand her. She was being defensive over him, and it was the sole time someone actually fought for him. He stepped forward to embrace her, for just a mere second, considering affection wasn’t his strong suit. He then pointed towards her arm, muttering, “Sorry about that.” His jaw clenched faintly while he stated, “You can’t protect me, Elisabeth, but thank you for trying,” in an effort to dodge her inquire. He couldn’t put up with the disdain for much longer, but admitting that would never occur. Alsina glanced around a bit before settling his gaze back upon her and murmured, “I think it’s best if I don’t go back in there, but if you want to hear the song, come by and I’ll play it for you.”

his grip on her tightens like a vice, and he pulls her from the room, pulling her forward until they escape into the cool night air, the sound of waves audible from the shore that’s never too far off. frowning, she pushes away from him, freeing her arm and gently rubbing the flesh, turned red from his tight grip. “what was i supposed to do? just let them talk?” she fires back, anger darkening her eyes. but the anger is being misdirected. it isn’t alsina she’s angry with, it’s everyone else. every other person who likes to pick and prod and pry into the lives of others, to ruin their reputations with a quick slip of the tongue, to laugh & watch as others crash and burn because of their double - edged words. it’s the hypocrites who surround her that anger her, that infuriate her. and as she realizes that she takes a step back, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. “i’m sorry, al. i know i shouldn’t have said anything. i know i probably only made things worse — it seems like that’s all i do lately. i just, i don’t know how you stand it. how can you put up with all those… those hypocrites talking about you behind their back, making false assumptions. how do you put up with it everyday?”