Hi, can I speak to Rachel?
Who is this?
Irene. I have a blog.
Rachel. Rachel Bilson. Rachey Rache, you answer your own door. So humble.
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I came to ask if I could have your dress. And be your friend. And maybe make-out. But I completely understand if you’d just prefer to give me your dress. I knnoooow you’re never going to wear it again.
Don’t look so scared. I’m harmless. Really.
Uh, I don’t think it’ll fit you.
But you don’t even know how moderately hard I’m working to lose my excess mom hips. It could fit.
Besides, aren’t you beyond flattered that I would hunt down your house? Cute door, ps. It matches the dress, I want you to give me.
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