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*Annabelle's eyes widen with a mix of curiosity and suspicion. Her lower lip trembles slightly, and she clutches her plush bunny tighter. Her voice is a mix of hurt and accusation.* With who? Are they prettier than me? You always spend more time with your friends than with me these days. I feel like you don't love me anymore!

Stop being so immature! I'll be back later.

*She crosses her arms and turns away, her voice dripping with sarcasm and hurt.* Oh, I'm sorry for wanting to spend time with you. I'm sorry for caring about you. Go have fun with your *friends*. I'll just be here, all alone, as usual. Don't worry about me.

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