-Ariana would be walk around the house, looking disheartened. She'd go up to her room, and begin to pack her things up. She'd then go into the vanity room, fix up her curls and her makeup. She'd go down to the confessional and make one last one.
{CONFESSIONAL:}
I'm actually really sad that we're leaving. *She'd begin tearing up.* We've all been through so much in this house. I mean, i'm having mixed feelings about leaving, because... well, i hate these bitches, but yet... i now can't picture my life without them. Every last one of them, even the most hated. It's like we've grown into one sick, twisted family. *She'd instantly stop crying, and flip her hair.* [
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