Rosemary: I don’t know if you remember me, but I’m-
Pansy: Rosemary, the chick who thinks it ok to run away with my sister and be the gross mixed couple you are.
Rosemary: Actually, I-
Pansy: You also give the terrible nicknames, right? You called me Pan; I’m not a flipping kitchen utensil. I’m a lady.
Rosemary: (Hmm, this must be Pansy. She’s a lot older than I last saw her.)
Lilac: I’m done arguing with you. You stay here while I get dressed, and then we’ll go out and see some sights.
Pansy: What am I, ten?
Lilac: In my mind you always are.
Pansy: Psh, fine.
Lilac: And please don’t do anything rude while I’m upstairs.
Lilac: You can’t just waltz on into a house that you’re not invited into; it’s not polite!
Pansy: And why should I listen to you? You’re the impolite one that ditched us for some chick that ain’t purple.
Lilac: Umm, Pansy, what are you doing in my house at five in the morning?!
Pansy: Watching TV, duh.
Lilac: I mean, why are you even here? Wasn’t your flight coming in later?
Pansy: Switched to an earlier flight. Wanted to see you panic.
???: This place is disgusting.
Cumulus: It’ll be alright, Lilac.
Lilac: Thanks Cumulus. You always know how to make me feel better.
Lilac: Not only that my sister thinks like them, she’s also a straight up prick. She speaks her mind no matter how rude it is. Let’s just say, she would not approve of anything we’re doing.
Cumulus: Well then, she’s just going to have to deal with it. It’s our home. We can kick her out if she’s too bad. And she can’t complain to her parents, because I’ll be the one to do it, not you.
Cumulus: I thought your family was nicer than Rosemary’s.
Lilac: Well, they are, but they’re still pretty strict. But my parents aren’t the worst part.
Cumulus: Is everything ok, Lilac?
Lilac: My sister is coming to visit.
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