Talk:The Millicent Life/@comment-36015352-20191123011311

Laurel C.: “Awww...cuzzy’s your doing great! I’m going to go upstairs and visit Della.” *Goes up the stairs and goes into Delilah’s room* “Della, cuzzy! How are you?”

Delilah: “GET. OUT. OF. MY. ROOM. NOW.”

Laurel C.: “I missed you too, Cuzzy.” *Sees something on her bed* “Is that your jacket, Dear Della?”

Delilah: “Yes!” *Goes for the jacket but Laurel’s already snatched it up*

Laurel C.: “I never knew you kept anything second-hand.” *Looks at a name tag sewn into the jacket* “Darren Smith?” *Face breaks into a grin*

Delilah: “GIVE. ME. IT!”

Laurel C.: “Oh, Cuzzy, you can’t be possibly dating Bad Boy Darren Smith.” *Laughs* “That guy? Man, you really have sunk low, Della. That hobo boy? Such a tragic backstory. Some people say he went insane, kidnapped a girl.”

Delilah: “That’s not true! Those are all lies! He’s a good man!”

Laurel C.: “A good man? That whitetrash?!” *Laughs*

Delilah: “THAT’S IT!” *Eyes turn red and the room starts to spin as she bends reality*

Laurel C.: *Eyes widen* “Settle down, Cuzzy. Just a joke. No need to get violent.” *Spikes shoot up around her blocking her in*

Delilah: “Take it back and maybe I won’t kill you.”

Laurel C.: *Swallows*