Lydia snorts a giggle. God, in all of this, it's Nancy comforting Lydia all over again. Spoiled, selfish little Lydia. She takes Nancy's hand, and squeezes it tight.
"Don't be sorry. Look, Nancy, I still think it's ridiculous. Like, seriously. Twelve? It's just - wow!" She closes her eyes briefly, still trying to process everything that Nancy has told her. "Look - Nance, when you're ready to go to the police and all that, I am totally here for you. You have to tell them, you know that, right? What if whoever made you do it has another twelve year old? You could save them."
She sips some of her champagne. "That Dodger is mega weird. I don't like him. You know, when I was panicking about uni and all that, he was telling me about selling my blood to the vampires. He was saying what a good idea it was - and the cuts of my profits. He's dodgy, Nance. You need to stay away from him: he's trouble."
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"Don't be sorry. Look, Nancy, I still think it's ridiculous. Like, seriously. Twelve? It's just - wow!"
She closes her eyes briefly, still trying to process everything that Nancy has told her. "Look - Nance, when you're ready to go to the police and all that, I am totally here for you. You have to tell them, you know that, right? What if whoever made you do it has another twelve year old? You could save them."
She sips some of her champagne. "That Dodger is mega weird. I don't like him. You know, when I was panicking about uni and all that, he was telling me about selling my blood to the vampires. He was saying what a good idea it was - and the cuts of my profits. He's dodgy, Nance. You need to stay away from him: he's trouble."