Page 89 of Pierce Me

Eden: Promise you won’t freak out, ok?

Manuela: What’s happening? I just saw this.

Faith: I am FREAKING OUT

Eden: Thanks. That’s exactly what I asked for.

Eden: Anyway, the singer I’m working for… It’s Issy Woo.

Faith: I KNEW IT

Manuela: Planning my funeral.

Faith: Plan mine first, I’m so bad with planning.

Manuela: Can’t. I’m literally dead.

Faith: I was dead first. I came back just to say this: ISSY FREAKING WOO, Eden. Little sister, way to go! Ok, I’m dead again.

Eden: Real mature guys. Thanks.

Manuela: I’m sorry, you’re telling me that my OWN SISTER MY FLESH AND BLOOD

Faith: Easy there, Manu.

Manuela: That my sister is working for slash WITH the prince himself, and you expect me to stay calm? Not to have a freaking aneurism right now? NOT HAPPENING.

Eden: Oh, Manu you were my only hope.

Faith: Hey!

Faith: Well, that’s fair, I guess.

Faith: I’d just like it noted that I am not the one freaking out right now.

Manuela: So you’re on a boat in Greece with the prince?

Faith: Wait a moment, are his musicians there with him? Is that absolute piece of sin, his broody bassist, on the boat as well?

Eden: Yeah, Jude is here too.

Manuela: YOU CALL HIM JUDE? WHAT DO YOU CALL ISSY WOO?

Eden: His name?

Eden: Mostly, nothing at all.

Manuela: Wait a second, is he the one who is bullying you?

Faith: Ok, I officially hate Issy Woo.

Manuela: I am coming to Greece just to kick him.

Eden: Oh? I thought he was your prince.

Manuela: Not if he’s being a jerk to my little sister. That idiot is going to learn the true meaning of pain.

Eden: Ok, you guys are way more feral than I had anticipated.

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