[ Clarisse snorts and grabs a tufted throw pillow off the couch. She throws it at Abby, because... because. That's what friends do, right? ]

If you think I bought this shit, you don't know me at all. [ She's grinning, though. She doesn't get the shopping thing at all, but she thinks it's cute when Bella does it. ] Bella moved in after I woke up from being dead in December. [ So casual, Clarisse, damn. ]