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-sends Christian a text: "staying home today; fell ill last night. i blame cousin jerry's pie. i hope you didnt get sick too! i got evie. see u tonight"-
Bela seats herself in the middle of the living room with a large set of hand tools varying from screwdrivers to pocket wrenches. The head and limbs of the baby doll have been neatly separated from its core. Bela inspects the open neck and fiddles around with the microchip; after a good thirty minutes of careful picking, she's successfully dismantled the microchip. Relieved, Bela re-attaches the head and limbs, happy that she can give Christian a very quiet night with Evie.
I'm amazing. -puts the pink clothes back on the doll, which is now totally silent-