Jill rushed back into the room. “I forgot my keys—is that a picture of my boyfriend?”
Haylea glanced over to the delicately framed picture of Sam with Jill’s face crudely cut out surrounded by a thousand intricately placed candles. “Yyyyyyes.” She said hesitantly.
“Why did you build a shrine to my boyfriend?” Jill asked.
“I don’t see what the big deal is. He’s a cool guy.” Haylea folded her arms and raised her eyebrows in defiance.
“The big deal is he’s my boyfriend. Also, how did you set this up so fast? I was only gone like twenty seconds.”
“I had it set up a while ago. It’s been underneath the large sheet on my side of the room.”
Jill blinked with confusion. “You had a sheet covering over the shrine?”
“Yeah, for about the past week,” Haylea said.
“I’m not very observant, I guess…”
Haylea pursed her lips. “No. No you’re not.”
“Okay,” Jill said closing the door behind her, “Have fun with your shrine.”
“Kay.”
A few seconds later Jill reentered the room finding Haylea wearing a ceremonial mask (Sam’s face with eye-holes cut out). “Still forgot my keys.” Jill picked them up and hurried back out. “Bye.”
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