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As the ink started to run out, her story almost completed, Margaret started getting frustrated. "Come on, just last a little longer." She continued to write. "Maggie, come look at what I got! And hurry, before Ash kills me," Sam, one of her roommates, screeched through the closed door.
Margaret sighed as she stood from her desk, already tired of Sam's antics. As she walked into the living room, she was not surprised to see Ashyn in her bathrobe, hair in curlers, and some facemask on. She looked ready to kill Sam. "Could you not run into the house yelling? You almost made me spill the polish remover on the carpet." "But Ash-" She was interrupted by Ashtyn. "No."
Margaret just watched the two as they squabled. She knew whatever Sam brought back was either incredibly stupid or absolutely brilliant. "That's enough, you two." The others were about to start getting physical so Margaret knew she had to step in. After trying to delay the inevitable she asked "What did you buy that is so amazing?" "It's right out here, come on." Sam was bouncing with excitement, that was not a good sign about whatever it is. She followed the two, wishing she was back at her desk, finishing her story. "After this, Sam, could you go to the store and grab me some more pens and something for dinner? I'm running low and you're the only one looking presentable."
She knew she looked bad right now. Her hair was filthy, clothes stained with coffee, and, quite frankly, she stinks. She also did not want to leave the house. At all. "Sure, but only if you take a shower while I'm gone. You need to take better care of yourself." "You bought a donkey," Ashtyn said. "Yep, her name is Idalina O'Furniture. Izzy for short."Why is that her name?" "Put a sock in it, Brainiac. It's Sam, what else would you expect."
Margaret sighed as she looked at the creature in her backyard. It was eating the carnations and irises, the one she spent ages maintaining, and she was getting upset."I regret letting you two move in." she said. "You love us," Sam said in a sing-song voice.
"Sam, you alone have made my life infinitely more frustrating. You are the reason I'm going gray at 25." Margaret sounded a lot harsher than she meant to sound, but she didn't really care.
"Hey! I've made your life so much more interesting. If it wasn't for me you'd just be hiding in your room all day, with no human interaction." "She still does that, you know," Astyn interjected. "Just let me stay there. I still make food for you both and keep everything in order. Besides, it's not my fault deadlines suck."
"Let's get back on track," Ashtyn said, "Why did you buy a donkey?"
"I saw a sign that said 'free apples', so I went down the little road to a farm. When I got there, there was a guy. I asked him about the apples, thinking we could make a pie or something, and he said apple season was over. I guess I should have known, since it's early May. But we kept on talking and he said he'd let me take home either a chicken or a donkey because he apparently had too many, and I chose Izzy over here."
She then skipped over to the foal, who was now eating a patch of grass. You need to give Izzy back to that farmer. We can not take care of it." "Ashtyn has a point. Also, it's against our lease to have any pets larger than a cat." Sam looked like she wanted to argue, but Margaret knew she had to put her foot down on this. "Take her back to the farmer, or I Will "You wouldn't dare." "Try me," Margaret would not back down and she could see Sam's
resolve breaking. "Fine,I'll take her back, but I'm not stopping by the store now. You can goyourself." "Deal."
I'm back" Sam said, sounding dejected. Margaret had fulfilled her promise of showering and she even borrowed a cute pajama set from Ashtyn. "Good. I was able to find everything needed to make potato soup. Also, luckily for you, Ashtyn found some chicken to grill and go with,"Margaret said, feeling kind of bad for hurting Sam's feelings earlier. "Aw, thank you. You know that's my favorite." "Yeah, just this time don't spill it on the carpet," Ashtyn said.