COWORKER: “Yep.”
KYRA: “But they… are out there.”
Thankfully, “Mom” seems to approve (“good vibe”)
Then, Kyra again: “Of course brothers hafta be, you know, protective. [ZIP] Except for mine. I gotta be protective of him. Ugh, yeah. He’s married, three kids, but his wife is just a control freak.”
WOMAN: Kyra—
KYRA: Yeah baby—OH MY GOD!
BANG! slump, thud
WOMAN: NO!
BANG! slump, thud
[sound of washing hands]
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