A "Problem"

Madison watched with considerable annoyance as Paul and Gwen emptied the contents of her already spare refrigerator.

"Don't you people have homes?!" She demanded.

Paul looked up, his mouth full of chocolate chip cookies. "Well, yes." He looked a little bit guilty.

"But we're in yours." Gwen smiled, deviously.

Madison sighed. "Why me?"

Her cell phone started to play 'Funkytown".

"Nice ringtone." Gwen teased.

"Hush," Madison said, flipping open her cell. "What up?"

"Um, we have a bit of a problem." Sarah's voice, told her.

"What? What is it now?" Madison demanded.

Paul and Gwen looked up from the food, curious.

"Well," Sarah began. "It seems that Adelaide's tastes in clothing run more in your direction than mine. You need to come help her."

Madison sighed in relief. "That's not a problem. I'll be there in ten." She hung up the phone.

"Well?" Gwen demanded.

"I'm going shopping!" Madison exclaimed.

Paul rolled his eyes. "I knew this was going to happen."


The End

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