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MIA

Lara is surprisingly sweet.And unlike my relationship with her brother, we actually get along—really well, in fact.

To be honest, that was a bit of a shock. I wasn’t even sure she was real at first.

Livia:How’s my girl today?

Mia:Well, I can’t believe you actually sent me bath bombs.

Livia:I refuse to believe you’ve gone your whole life without them. Lucky for you, I’m in London with Andi, or we’d be having a girls' night out right now.

Mia:Audrey’s still here, but she disappeared for a few days. I haven’t heard from her.

Audrey and I haven’t seen each other in person since I left Los Angeles, but she always texts to check in.

Livia:She’s probably off fucking someone—don’t take it personally.

Mia:Good for her, I guess.

Livia:Oh, and I threw in some lingerie with the kit I sent you.

Mia:…

Mia:So that’s what Lara pulled out of the box all excited.

Livia:HAHAHA, yep.

Mia:She just stuffed it in a drawer and said she was going to pretend she never saw it.

Livia:Smart one.

Mia:You know me too well, Liv.

Livia:Exactly. Which is why I know you probably shoved the box in a corner and pretended it didn’t exist.

Mia:…Maybe.

Livia:Mia.

Mia:What?

Livia:Use the things I send you.

Mia:I used the bath bombs!

Livia:As you should.

Mia:You’re lucky Figaro’s here with me, and I’m in a good mood.

Livia:I WANT A PICTURE OF FIGARO.

Mia:He’s literally sleeping on my chest right now.

Livia:MIAAAAA.

Mia:Okay, okay, I’ll send one.

I carefully angled my phone to take a decent picture of the little tuxedo cat curled up on my chest.