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Jay
Lizzie was positively thrilled that her shirt'd been found. She really liked the way that one was coming along; it would have been so disappointing to have to try and find another one close enough to it that would produce similar enough results.

She straightened up her room a bit (she'd gotten a bit frantic there towards the end in her looking, and she'd feel too guilty to leave a mess for her roommates to see when they got back), and then headed over to Jay's room.

"Jay!" she called, in a slightly singsong voice, tapping on the door.