Summer House
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Here we are, the final weekend of the summer.
The economics and logistics of this place continue to defy logic.
In that way, it is just like the fight about Luke raging among the women in the household.
You go, girls!)
When Amanda wakes up, her first thought is, How dare the two of them do this tome!
and Luke is left alone to face the firing squad in the kitchen.
Paige asks, What happened last night?
Luke says, hilariously, Maybe I had a bad dream or something, I dont know.
It does not go over well.
Not one to kiss and tell, Luke tells them that they had fun.
Youll have to ask her, he tells them.
Youre being an asshole, Amanda tells him.
Youre not even telling us what you talked about and that is fucked up.
She needs to take about 7 million seats.
There are many examples where Hannah felt you were overbearing or jealous, he tells Luke.
At that moment, Hannah enters the kitchen and says, I never felt that.
That seems to be the fundamental disconnect of the whole issue.
Everyone was rushing to defend Hannah when she was fine just as she was.
At this point, they are more wound up than a box full of tops on Adderall.
Um, no he wasnt.
Paige and Amanda feel disrespected.
Jules, who is also sitting there, does not feel anything but maybe vaguely included or entirely ignored.
Inside, Luke is saying he feels bad that Hannah is taking heat.
She can handle it.
Lindsay probably thinks this is nothing.
To Lindsay, this level of drama is everyday.
With a glass of wine in hand, she counsels Hannah in the side yard.
Paige and Amanda seem to care a whole lot more about all of this than either person involved.
Upstairs, Paige says, Now Hannah is making us out to be the bad people.
Um, sorry Paige, youre doing a fine job of that on your own.
In the meantime, Paige and Hannah made up mostly because Paige apologized for not listening to Hannah.
When Amanda arrives, she and Hannah sit down on the bed like two girls at a sleepover.
Hannah tells her that she is not a helpless girl who cant help herself and Amanda acknowledges that.
That night, after dinner, Carl decides that they should have a roast.
This is a bad idea.
Jules tells Amanda she is a cliquey bitch.
I dont get it.
I dont have two faces?
But none of these are really jokes.
Theyre just an airing of grievances that no one can really combat because theyre supposed to be funny.
Carl cant even manage to make a joke, though.
Then he says, Lindsay, I made out with Danielle while you were in Tulum.
Danielle says, That is just a fact.
You suck at this.
Carl is so bad at the roast that Danielle roasting him during the roast is roastier than his roast.
Its like Carl is afraid of making a joke.
Its like hes a roast chicken.
Put me in coach.
That roast was real.
You are fucking fake, Paige says.
Who is this Paige and where has she been all season?
Way to finally earn your paycheck, Paige.
Maybe that will cover the shipping for getting all of your clothes back home.
