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    It’s silent. Lily’s pen scritches as she finishes with her notes, though I can’t imagine what she’s writing, and the [Tiger] touches her stolen silver earring.


    [Tiger]: Yeah, I’m just fucking with you.


    Lily’s pen stops.


    [Lily]: That wasn’t helpful then! Geez. Do you remember anything from when you were kidnapped?


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    The [Tiger] folds her arms and raises her head. She’s blinking quickly even though she just said she had lied.


    [Tiger]: Nope! Not telling.


    The [Tiger] glances past the threshold of the far room, the kitchen. The [Pig] is there, picking at some ice cream she must have taken from the fridge.


    Her smirk returns.


    [Tiger]: There’s who I was looking for. See ya, suckers.


    She waltzes off before we can say another word, and slams the kitchen door.


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