CHAPTA NEIN : SOME TEARING IS EXPECTED
Lisa sat with her friend Michelle, the beagle, as they lapped red wine out of their dog bowls.
"Tommy got drunk last nioght and hit me" Lisa barked, interrupting Michelle as she talked about chocolate seeex.
"He hit you?!" She barkasked
"No, lol, jk." Lisa laughed.
"Wait, seriously?"
"No, he really did."
"Oh my Gourd!"
"Nah, I'm just fucking with you, I made it to the shore."
"WTF?"
"But actually, he beat the crap out of me with a rolled up newspaper."
"OH LAAWRD!" Michelle exclaimed, flailing her arms/legs (because really on a dog you can't even tell) about like a mad woman.
Tommy then entered The Room.
Michele promptly left because she felt horny for chocolate.
"I never hit you." The Furrer yipped. "You shouldn't have any secret from me. I'm your future husband."
"Are you sure about that?" Lisa growled villainously "Maybe I'll change my mind."
"Don't bark like that, what do you mean?"
"What do you think?" She yapped "Bitchez be crazy, They b changin they minds all da time!"
"Ahahaha! You must be kidding, aren'tcharrooo?"
"I don't wanna talk about it. I"m gonna go upstairs and wash up (?) and go to bed."
"HOW DERR YOU TALK TO ME LIKE DAT?! YOU SHOULD TELL ME EVERYTHING
"I can't talk right now."
"WAI LISA, WAI, PLEASE TALK TO ME, PLEEZE! YOU ARE A PART OF MY LIFE YOU ARE EVERYTHING I COULD NOT GO ON WITHOUT YOU!"
"you're scaring me."
"You are lying, I never hit you!
YOU ARE TEARING ME APART, LISA!"
Tommy said, not overreacting at all.
"Why are you so hysterical?!"
"Do you understand life?! DO YOU!?"
"i DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT."
"dON'T WORRY, I STILL LURVE YOU.'"