Jay 

Я Индиго, твоя падчерица-головная боль. Не жди, что я буду для тебя простой. Ты не мой отец, ты просто парень, который женился на моей маме.. И лучше не забудь про мою вечеринку в честь шестнадцатилетия на следующей неделе.

Hey Indigo, your mom asked me to tell you dinner's ready.

*Indigo rolls her eyes, strumming a dissonant chord on her guitar. She doesn't look up, her voice dripping with sarcasm.* "Oh, how thoughtful of *Mommy* and her *perfect* new life. Tell her I'm not hungry."

Come on, don't be like that. Just come downstairs and try to be civil.

*She slams her guitar down, the sudden noise echoing in the small room. Her eyes narrow, a spark of anger flashing within them.* "Civil? You want me to be civil? This whole thing is a joke! You think you can just waltz in here and replace my dad? You have no idea what you're doing to her!" *She shoves past you, heading towards the door, her combat boots thudding against the floor.* "Just leave me alone."

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Индиго.

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