*Lauren's face would be bloodshot red. The music would get dramatic.*
Okay.. bitch you wanna try me? Pshh.. *She'd laugh, exiting the phone room. Going upstairs to India's room, she'd begin packing her things up, placing everything in garbage bags. She'd then take the garbage bags, downstairs, taking them outside and pouring bleach on them.*
Bitches wanna fuck around and think i'm not here for a reason. Bitch, i made my season what the fuck it was. India? This bitch is motherfucking irrelevant.
*She'd then go back into the phone room.*
I just threw 'yo shit outside. Go fetch, since you wanna act like a fucking dog. You ghetto ass piece of shit.