Elsa Saint Claire speaking.

Bah t'es naïve pour croire encore ça. Ou alors t'es juste trop jeune pour comprendre.

lexie told you ? i didn't ask her to do it. and yes, i'm at the hospital. are you blaming me for not telling you ? you never told me you had parkinson, diane did. so stop it.

but it's soooooooo fucking old. but it was so good at this time. i'm gonna feel nostalgic i guess.

#bitch. Et toi, dans ton berceau, bébé elsa veut-elle qu'on lui apporte sa tétine ? Même pas 30 ans et je me suis mariée, j'imagine que toi t'es toujours seule.

please, don't try to make me feel guilty about this. like i'm the bad guy or something. i told you to go home because i wanted to be alone. i can't guess everything, especially if you're not telling me what's going on. it was william's fucking funeral, i had something else in mind.
and yeah idk, probably. at least she's not annoying

stop shouting plz

Fais pas la gamine, tu rages parce qu'il m'a pas dit LOL.

i can imagine you all upset. that's enough to tell you to calm down.
why are you talking to danny anyway ? i thought you didn't like her. and idk, maybe she wants to get married (she already is though)

i hope you're not crying. i'm almost pissed off because of you.
you knew she would show off, you fucking knew elsa. and yeah maybe i told her. i was probably drunk when i did. i'm always drunk when i'm with danny.

come on then. you know where the hospital is. come on and punch me in the fucking face. i deserve it, right ? i'm the fucking jerk you can blame for FUCKING EVERYTHING. it's easy to call me a jerk. it's easy to come to my place and decide to stay forever. it's not easy to piss me off but you actually did. well done elsa. want a medal or something ?
oh yeah, we talked about you and we slept together because it was fun. happy ? you're being pathetic.