{HERMIONE}

“Can you just shut up, Zara? Let’s enjoy these bubbles. It’s been a rough day,” I say with a lazy tone as I lean my head on the Jacuzzi edge.

Zara groans loudly, sinking deeper into the foamy water like she’s about to drown on purpose.

“You know this is all your fault, right? Eight freaking months, Hermione. Eight months of me being a homebody!”

“My ass is getting flat, my breasts are sagging, and I swear wrinkles are forming on my forehead.”

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