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[forrest-mitchell]

I don't care.

Unless you want scratches on your back…

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Too early for that shit.

Good morning, sunshine. The earth says hello.

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I don't know, Chanel, just grab the sheets, or my back or something.

Ugh, what am I going to pull on now?

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Well it can't grow back in a day, so.

Forrest… your hair… I miss your curls…

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I told you, it was an accident. The lady didn't understand.

When I said that you should shave, I meant your scruff not your hair…

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No more hair.

What in the world?

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I just wanted a fucking trim.

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No.

I’ll get you some ice cream. Would that make you feel better, baby?

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No it's not! He dropped it right in front of me too, the bastard. And my mom didn't have any more money on her, so she couldn't get me another cone. 

Oh my god, that’s adorable.

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Since one stole my ice cream when I was four.

Since when?

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Birds are scary.

Really, baby, really? 

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I might, but they look vicious.

Scare them by throwing something at them.

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I hear some fucking birds outside. They're really loud.

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You guessed it.

Sarcasm?

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At least you won’t be the only one complaining now, will you?

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I don't want you complaining in a week when you're coughing everywhere.

Awh c’mon, Forrest. 

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Chanel, it's not fun. Go wash your mouth out.

There, now we’re both sick.