Amarie was home, poking the mess in her bedroom in a lackadaisical fashion and bitching about her brother to Sadie.
A knock on the door was a very welcome distraction and she left her room still complaining.
"It's not as though I don't know where everything IS," she said. "That's the really handy thing about the floor. Hang on." She opened the door. "Oh hi, babe, Sadie I'll call you back!"