Niagara Falls, NY- Thursday evening
Jaye could definitely hear the pounding on the bathroom door. She just pretended she didn't.
"JAYE. YOU CAN'T STAY IN THERE ALL DAY. PEOPLE- BY WHICH I MEAN ME- NEED TO GET IN THERE." That would be Sharon.
"I think your cranberry thingie didn't agree with me," Jaye called back. She had hopped up onto the counter, swinging her legs back and forth so her feet hit the cabinet underneath. They could probably hear that, too.
"It really could have used some work," Karen said, just loud enough that Jaye could hear it. "Jaye, you can come out now. No one's upset with you."
"Yuh huh," she said. They had to be. She'd upended mashed potatoes onto a cousin's head at the dinner table. The cow creamer had told her to, but still. She wasn't hiding in the bathroom because she was embarrassed, she was hiding because he'd looked like he was going to kill her dead.
Her cousin was now making up with his girlfriend downstairs, which was probably the whole point to the message, but Jaye didn't know that, didn't care to know that, and wasn't coming out to find out about that. So there.
"Jaye, you're being ridiculous. Just come out of there. I'll count to three. One..."
Jaye frowned at the door. Seriously?
"Two?"
She hopped off the counter and turned on the shower.
She could only barely hear the voices outside, one of which asked, "....Is she showering?"
Eventually, of course, she'd have to come out in order to leave. Until then, she'd ponder whether she could fit through the window.
"JAYE. YOU CAN'T STAY IN THERE ALL DAY. PEOPLE- BY WHICH I MEAN ME- NEED TO GET IN THERE." That would be Sharon.
"I think your cranberry thingie didn't agree with me," Jaye called back. She had hopped up onto the counter, swinging her legs back and forth so her feet hit the cabinet underneath. They could probably hear that, too.
"It really could have used some work," Karen said, just loud enough that Jaye could hear it. "Jaye, you can come out now. No one's upset with you."
"Yuh huh," she said. They had to be. She'd upended mashed potatoes onto a cousin's head at the dinner table. The cow creamer had told her to, but still. She wasn't hiding in the bathroom because she was embarrassed, she was hiding because he'd looked like he was going to kill her dead.
Her cousin was now making up with his girlfriend downstairs, which was probably the whole point to the message, but Jaye didn't know that, didn't care to know that, and wasn't coming out to find out about that. So there.
"Jaye, you're being ridiculous. Just come out of there. I'll count to three. One..."
Jaye frowned at the door. Seriously?
"Two?"
She hopped off the counter and turned on the shower.
She could only barely hear the voices outside, one of which asked, "....Is she showering?"
Eventually, of course, she'd have to come out in order to leave. Until then, she'd ponder whether she could fit through the window.