maybe i love you or maybe i just like the sound, but if you disappear you'll still hear when my heart hits the ground.

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Arlene: No, from Simpson. He said that I can't go to this dance as punishment for my act of war. not in those specific words but you get the gist. he also stuck me in the rubber room so me and my crew of rapscallions will all be together.
Arlene: Well, that's good, I guess. Did you tell them about your, uh... encounter?
Tori: Shit, I wonder if his wife made him sleep on the couch or some shit, she probs wears the pants and the couch made him throw out his back because he's old af so he took it out on you.
Tori: What?

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Arlene: Hey. I'm not at the dance, actually, punishment for the garden thing, but it was no problem at all. I'm assuming the doctors took good care of you??
Tori: Wait. Punishment? From your parents right? Not like our idiot principle who thought this dance would be a fun idea? They did, chalked me full of calming drugs, and im still loopy af, its kinda weird.

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Tori: ...Hi.
Tori: I'm not drugged, this time I just wanted to say thanks.
Tori: For not letting me die. I would've said it to your face, but I don't know if you exist at this stupid dance so.