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"Traitor"

"Traitor"

Sammy and Delilah are sitting at their kitchen island.

Sammy: What did she do this time?

Delilah: Not sure. She has those "brown guilty eyes."

Sammy: And keeps telling us those "little white lies." I don't know what to do with her.

Delilah: It's bad but "i played dumb." She's so obvious and "I always knew" that she was lying but what are we supposed to do? It’s getting really bad.

Sammy: I thought "that you talked to her."

Delilah: "Maybe did even worse” with my talk. I don’t think anything went through to her.

Sammy: "I kept quiet so I could keep you" out of it. Enough is enough. She needs discipline.

Delilah: What are you going to do that's different than this last time. "Ain't it funny how you ran to her" as soon as she cried? She played you.

Sammy: "The second that we called it quits" on her punishment she just went straight back to her shenanigans. I wish you hadn't told her you were best friends.

Delilah: "Ain't it funny how you said you were friends" too?

Sammy: "Now it sure as hell don't look like it." It's not my fault.

Delilah: It's neither of our faults. We're doing the best we can with her.

Sammy: Were you like this at her age?

Delilah: I'm trying to be on the same team here. "You betrayed me" is not the front we need to put up here.

Sammy: "I know that [she'll] never feel sorry for the way [she] hurt" us...

Delilah: Well what are you going to say to her? You can't come in this hot.

Sammy: "You [talk] to her when we [are] together." Tell her something about the fact that we "[love her] at [her] worst" and "that [doesn't] matter" if nothing changes. Love doesn't solve these kind of issues.

Delilah: I'll do the talking.

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