I'm Zairah. I'm 20. I'm British.
I Want To Dance In Florentine Rain.
I'm Trying. But I'm All I'll Ever Be.
I'm Sorry.

S:

I'll throw Khadeejah's poo nappy in his face. Zee, you want me to keep one for you? We can throw it at his head in a drive by.

T:

Remember to put it in the fridge.

S:

loool Tayyab. No room in mine, will have to be yours.

T:

Eeeeewwwww, imagine you microwaved it? Hahahahahaha

S:

lololol If she had egg, it would explode.

T:

Hahahahaha

S:

I would just throw the microwave away, after.