Claire got mad at me today for moving her play-doh off a chair. Somehow, I messed up the play-doh in a way I don't fully understand.
She told me not to fool with her play-doh again."I mean it," she said.
She continued...
Claire: “If you don’t cooperate, I am going to leave.”
Brent: “Where are you going to go?”
Claire: “I don’t know. I will see when I get there.”
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