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The Door (Revised)
“Tina, door!”
“Mom, I’m upstairs. Can you please get it?”
“Tina, get the door!”
“Please, Mom?”
“Tina, there’s someone at the door for you!”
“Fine, I’m coming!”
“You know what, fine. If you really don’t want to answer the door, then I will answer the door.”
“Mom, I said I would get it, just give me a sec!”
“Then hurry, Tina. It’s impolite to keep other people waiting.”
“Mom, I’m coming! And unless you want me answering the door in just a huge T-shirt, it’ll be a minute.”
“Just put on some sweat pants and come downstairs. And why are you just wearing a T-shirt?”
“Because it is a weekend, and so I am still in my pajamas. Have you seen my grey sweat pants?”
“No. And since when do you sleep in just a T-shirt? Didn’t we get you new pajamas last Christmas?”
“Yes you did, only they are flannel and it is June. I am not sleeping in flannel pajamas in June.”
“Tina, are you going to answer the door or not?”
“Yes Mom, I am going to answer the door.”
“Hurry, please.”
“I’m hurrying, Mom! Hear this? This is me coming down the stairs… and this is me unlocking the door, andOhMyGodthatisAaronJefferson. Aaron Jefferson is standing outside my door and I am wearing sweatpants. God, I am going to die. I’m going to die, wearing sweatpants. Someone please kill me now.”
“Oh, honey, aren’t you overreact—oh, he is cute!…...Uh, sweetie? That’s not exactly what I meant when I said sweat pants. I think there’s a hole right…”
“Yes Mom. I know.”
“Oh... So… Do you want me to get the door?”
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