Valarie and Mandy took a break, after tearing through boxes like Nazi's, they were in need of a lunch break. So Mandy picked up her purse and keys and abruptly stabbed Valarie in the side. "Hey, you," She said, grinning while Valarie yelped and massaged her aching side. "I'll treat you to lunch, let's go."
Valarie groaned and knew she better not argue. Even though Mandy was timid, she was not a pushover. When she had something set in her mind, no amount of arguing or begging would change her mind.
So Valarie placed the vase she had in her hand gently on the bookshelf, and trudged to the door. She grabbed her purse, plopped her phone in it, and slid on the only pair of shoes she had unpacked; an ugly pair of sea-green crocks.
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