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The wrath of Aralie is a force not to be messed with.
He pouts his lip, just like Emery would, and Noah does the whole fake-comfort thing. Milo buries his face into Noah’s shoulder to fake cry. So much for maturity.
lolllll
Emery emerges and silences everyone upon her entrance. She wears Benji’s SLUT T-shirt, which hangs to her shins. She holds a mask up to her face. It’s a mask of…Benji. Except she’s cut his eyes and mouth out of the magazine pin-up. And she’s glued his face to a giant popsicle stick. I’ve never seen Benji Baccarini look so utterly creepy. I can’t even laugh. “It’s my birthday,” Emery says in a deep voice. “Emery, what are you doing?” Mom asks. “Get that off of your face.”
My name isn’t Emery,” she says. “I’m Benji Baccarini.” Her typical fit of giggles explodes from her mouth and through the cut-out mouthpiece of her Benji mask. Her laughter bounces off the walls in the dining room. She skips over to the empty chair next to the real Benji and climbs atop. She looks around at us and smiles the brightest of all smiles. Her teeth glisten through the hole in Benji’s face. This would be hilarious if it was two months ago.
