“Quelle est cette merde dont vous parlez?!”
Abby blinked and froze. Liv — probably Liv-1 — rescued her.
“Pardonnez-moi?” she started, in her best offended Miss Piggy.
Then the other one picked up with a line of offended-sounding French, which the first Liv picked up a moment later. Abby — she had taken Spanish; Liv had taken French. It hadn't actually been their first fight, but it was the first one that had nearly ruined their friendship.
A few offended exchanges later— Abby caught “merde” a few times, something about Colonials, and something clear about The Enemy — the Livs had gotten through something to …
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