Adela: *looks down at the bags* What....
Adela: What the hell are these bags?!
Phone: *ringring*
Adela: ......... Adela here.
Iram: Put on what's in the bags. We're going out.
Adela: *growls* In your fucking dreams!!
Iram: I'm sick of seeing you mope around. What's the matter with you anyway?
Adela: .... None of your fucking business Iram.
Iram: I'll be there at seven. You better be ready.
Adela: I don't think so. If you want something you should start learning to say please. Say please and maybe I'll consider it you damn barbarian.
Iram: *pauses for a long moment, grinding his teeth before gritting them* Please.
Adela: Please what?
Iram: *angrily* Please PUT ON THE DAMN DRESS and go out to dinner with me!
Adela: Okaaay~~ See you at seven! *hangs up*
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