Page 171 of Pierce Me

Firstvoice: Why should I ask her to come to your moronic show?

Isaiah: Not for the moronic music, that’s for sure.

Secondvoice: We’ll watch the live clips.

Firstvoice: Shut up, Fee.

Secondvoice: What? We always do.

Isaiah: Because I never got to apologize. And if I can’t find a moment to talk to her alone, I will do it on stage, and maybe she’d like to hear it in person instead of on the internet.

*silence*

Secondvoice: You’d… you’d do that? You’d…

Firstvoice: I’m not promising anything.

Isaiah: Thank you. Thanks. You have no idea how… Yeah, I appreciate it. A lot. Thank you.

Firstvoice: I didn’t say I’d do it.

Secondvoice: But she will, though. And don’t say ‘shut up, Fee’ again. I’m Faith by the way, hiii.

Firstvoice: He’s got better things to do than to stand here listening to your name, Fee.

Isaiah: I don’t, actually. Nice to meet you, Faith. I’m Isaiah.

Firstvoice: And I’m Manuela.

Isaiah: Hi, Manuela. I’m Isaiah. It’s lovely to meet you.

Isaiah: I… I didn’t even know you guys existed. You know, back then…

Faith: Neither did she.

Manuela: Shut up, Fee.

Faith: It’s true, though. She didn’t.

Isaiah: It is. She… We used to talk about our families. I talked about my brother a lot. She said she had no siblings.

*silence*

Manuela: You knew her when we didn’t.

Isaiah: I did. She was the exact same as she is now. Well, a bit more…

Manuela: More what?

Isaiah: Sad. Thin. Same eyes, used to read a lot. Different hair color.

Manuela: He… She was being forced to dye it. So that she wouldn’t be recognized in the street. Not that she was allowed to go out in the street.

Isaiah: I know. I saw it on the news. I threw up.

Faith: Me too.

Manuela: There’s so much more you don’t know about what happened to her, Isaiah.

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