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Alison reaches over and slaps the controls out of my hand and turns on a Green Day video and dances over to the Vivienne Ta the dress in it, and then co very happy but also very stressed

I check my nails It’s so cold in this apartment that frost accu chilly in here?"

Alison holds the dress up one more time, squeals maniacally and rushes back into the closet "What did you say, baby?"

"Did you know vitathen your nails?"

"Who told you that, baby?" she calls out

"Chloe did," I od, she’s so stupid"

"She just got back from the MTV awards She had a nervous breakdown before it, y’know, so be reasonable"

"Ma-jor," Alison calls out "Her smack days are behind her, I take it"

"Just be patient She’s very unstable," I say "And yes, her smack days are behind her"

"No help froe a ht be dead, Alison"

"If it wasn’t for you, pea brain, sheplace"

"She didn’t `shoot’ anything," I stress "It was a purely nasal habit" Pause, check ht now"

"What? She gets a blackhead and wants to kill herself?"

"Hey, ouldn’t?" I sit up a little more

"No Vacancy No Vacancy No Vac-"

"Axl Rose and Prince both wrote songs about her, le’ and `Let’s Go Crazy’" Alison walks out of the closet wrapped in a black towel and waves me off "I know, I know, Chloe was born tome a hard-on?"

"No, only et it on with Damien"

"Jesus As usual, you’re so literal-od, your boyfriend’s a total crook A blowhard"