Alicia headed downstairs and took a sharp turn into the bathroom. She slammed the door shut, plopped herself on the toilet seat, and buried her face in her hands to take a breather. After a minute or so, she remembered what she had to do and whipped out her phone to text Louis: "Paige says come down and slice the cake already."
A few more moments passed before she stood up, pulled the door open, and sauntered over to the sink to rinse her hands. As she stared at her reflection, she noticed how pale she looked. She faked a smile to make herself look more alive.
The sound of click-clacking heels grew louder and louder until a petite figure walked in. It was Madelyn, wearing the blue starry skirt.
"We meet again, Alicia," she smirked.
Alicia responded with a casual "psh" and grabbed a towel to dry her hands.
