27~ What Are Friends For?

Ashley's Pov

We took with us broomsticks, brushes, buckets, mop sticks, water and a few equipment necessary for cleaning up the store room. We indicated our portions, warning each other not to have any thing to do with our marked sides.

We agreed to the terms.

We started cleaning. This room is a hell of a mess. How long has this room been like this? Even the atmosphere, the ceiling, the ground was nothing to talk about.

After what took like an hour, we sat on our buckets tired. I couldn't continue any more, the strength was gone. I was busy with my cell phone. Thankfully, Brenna dropped a message for me.

"How are the cousels going?"

"Pretty cool. Now, we are stuck in the store room, cleaning bunches of garbage."

She dropped a laughing emoji. "That's cool."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah. At least, the two of you can get along."

"Duh. Not like I care."

We chatted for a long time. I was getting bored with typing, so I decided to play my music. "That's loud." She said, not sparing a glance at me.

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