[voice post]

[miss_waldorf]

No-- you shut up!

Grrrr! Rrraaaahh!!

Aaahh! Oww!

[the sound of two girls fighting; hitting each other with handbags, pulling each others' hair, tearing each other's dresses and kicking with high heels --plus making those nails do some work for once. Ouch]

Rrrhh! --I always hated that stupid headband!

No! Oow! My headband! Get-- Rrrah!

Aaahh!

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[thegoodprince]

Oh. There you are.

Are you quite alright?

[miss_waldorf]

Alright!? I'm-- I don't even know where to start!

[thegoodprince]

It'll be fine.

[miss_waldorf]

No, it won't. I just left my whole life behind.

[thegoodprince]

If you only mean by come here, I suppose many others have. We'll continue to believe it to be there, waiting patiently.

But you sound like you might've had a bad day, there, aside from all of this.

[miss_waldorf]

Bad day? I fought with my ex-best friend at the dean's dinner, okay? I'm done for, no more Yale for me. I'm so going to Manhattan Community College.

[thegoodprince]

You'll be alright, either way.

[miss_waldorf]

You can help me be alright, you know.

[thegoodprince]

I'd be very pleased to help, if you think that I can.

[miss_waldorf]

Claire Bennet, she's ruining my life.

[thegoodprince]

Claire Bennet..? Your friend?

[miss_waldorf]

Please, don't put that word in one sentence with her name, it makes want to throw up.

[thegoodprince]

Oh. Um... Sorry, then.

I'm not sure who that is, though, or what I could do about her.

[miss_waldorf]

I can point her out for you. I want her to disappear from my world.

[thegoodprince]

Well, alright. I'll talk to her for you, if you'd like.

[miss_waldorf]

Yes, throwing her over to the South Pole could be plan B.