Karla was in her room again, trying to decide where to hang her new paintings that she'd gotten from Sophie's gallery.
Circle of Trust was probably going to hang above her desk, but she wasn't sure where to hang
Stardust. The painting was amazing and would look lovely at the head of her bed, but she wouldn't be able to look at it while she was
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"Smurfs! Freaking... tiny...blue...SMURFS! STOLE. MY. UNDERWEAR!"
Yes, somehow she managed to whisper that last word even while yelling.
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Karla was not as skilled at keeping her voice down as Francine.
It was possible she'd have to apologize to Jack, later.
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Oh, about the blue people. Yes, possibly.
"YES! THEY WERE NOT VERY FRIENDLY!" Francine, shhh. Wait, what if Karla thought-- "Not the ones I'm wearing! THERE WERE NO SMURFS IN MY PANTS!"
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Don't think about that now, karla. No thinking! No thinking!
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She glanced around the room to see if she could come up with any bright ideas. "Do you think we could use more underwear to lure them out?" she asked, spying a bra half-kicked under her bed. "We could put it somewhere out in the open and try?"
Which was Karla for Francine, I apologize for ogling you in my head. Let us never speak of this again.
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Ulp. And now she was staring at Karla's underwear, which should not be weird because whatever, bra, but it was, which was weird.
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"It's black and it's lacy," Karla said, holding it up by the strap. And totally not thinking about how small it was compared to...someone else's. "That should work, right?"
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Or not. Karla could always just run off and buy a new bra. That might be the better option.
Why had she never realized how much lace there was on this stupid thing? No real fabric in the cups at all! She could see her fingers through--"urk"
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The trick would be making sure there was nothing on the bra or the trap that could be easily identified as hers.
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