[So she does. She's still in the cutesy-printed pajamas, and there's a tan and white rabbit snoozing on the back of the couch behind her, which admittedly takes away from the more somber expression on her face and tone of her voice]
Give me a little more credit, John. Is it so hard to believe I just like hearing from you, 'cause it means you're not dead? If I were booty calling you, I'd be upfront about it.
I'm never gonna not care about you, no matter how hard you try to make me stop.
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Give me a little more credit, John. Is it so hard to believe I just like hearing from you, 'cause it means you're not dead? If I were booty calling you, I'd be upfront about it.
I'm never gonna not care about you, no matter how hard you try to make me stop.