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"How many Mehr times do I have to tell you, Naomi? Leave this on!" Emily calls from the kitchen.
"And how many Mehr times do I have to tell Du it's shit?" Naomi calls back from the living room, legs propped up on the table, flicking the channel over.
"I like it, Naoms." Emily appears at the door, leaning on the frame, pouting at the peroxide blonde. "Please, for me?"
"Oh, fuck sake." Naomi mutters, she knows she's going to cave. "Fine! But...