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Outfit: Here
Location: Apartment 5D
Dialogue Color âĻ #FF5100
Thought Color ⧠#AF0100
Nevertheless, Tony wasn't impressed that Cara couldn't have been bothered to make a simple Thanksgiving meal, but had the audacity to have her nose up all of the time. Granted, it wasn't like Tony was around the other woman all the time to confirm that sense of superiority she herself felt emanatating from the blonde, but that didn't stop her from making the judgement. Nor did it stop her from rolling her eyes as Brooklyn told her about the delivery. After all, even if you purchased a pre-made or pre-stuffed turkey, there's nothing stopping you from doing boxed, canned, or frozen sides. Then again, Tony didn't pretend to empathize with Cara's loss of her formerly privileged lifestyle. "Crazy bitch or not, at least you can't say she was trying to poison you. Wouldn't even get to it without poisoning her damn self," she pointed out, sticking her fork in her pie so that she could concentrate on getting her phone out and reading the text she had gotten from Jesse. It made her snort, though the sound got cut off when what Brooklyn said finally registered in her head. "Wait, what? Why?" Tony hurried up and sent the quick response to Jesse, and then set the phone on the table in case anyone else messaged her.
To: Jesse
Sap :p I'll bring the whipped cream
By that point, Brooklyn had moved onto telling herself (because she definitely didn't have Tony's consent to a damn thing) that she could bring Collin to her apartment to do the deed. "And who the hell told you, you could screw anyone in here? Not I!" Tony narrowed her eyes at Brooklyn, shaking her head as she picked up her beer bottle and drank a bit more. Not only could Tony just not fathom anyone using a nice guy like Collin for pettiness (she hadto remind herself that this was her friend she was talking about though) and so a part of her felt protective, she also couldn't fathom the benefit of this plan other than a quick round of fun. And Brooklyn could find that anywhere. "And also, what good is screwing that boy gonna do for you with that girl? She'll be mad cuz you fucked him for like, two seconds and then what? You still gonna be living with the bitch that fucked your man and got away with it without a scratch. Do you know how many bitches have lived with the hoes their brothers have smashed?"