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“I already feel like doing it again,” Marissa yelled from the top of the stairs.
“Please don’t,” Angela begged.
“Here I come.” Marissa danced down the stairs, music blaring from the phone tucked into her purple spandex.
Angela gave into the inevitable, settling back for another rendition of Single Ladies.
Cute! I love that song!