Corrine's over at Kelly in what seems like one quick stride. Her face contorts in anger, her voice slowly rising in volume. "You're fifteen years old and a week clean, and you think you're gonna call me on my shit? In my house?
She stares down at Kelly, her lips pursed into an evil little smirk. "And I've got some nerve? Who the fuck cleaned your sorry ass up when you were strung out and violated on my kitchen floor? Not to mention what PUT you there in the first place?"
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Date: 2006-01-22 02:49 am (UTC)She stares down at Kelly, her lips pursed into an evil little smirk. "And I've got some nerve? Who the fuck cleaned your sorry ass up when you were strung out and violated on my kitchen floor? Not to mention what PUT you there in the first place?"