[ she bangs on the wall for a few more seconds to prove she is the superior twin, and then just drops the pot on the floor and leans against the counter. ]
... Ugh. Using you as a pillow is going to be murder on my neck.
[Sharon places the steak knife she was using down (BECAUSE SOME MONSTERS STOLE THE KITCHEN KNIVES) and wipes her hands on her apron before she approaches the door to try and force it open]
[immediately adopts what can only be described as a football player shoulder-tackle position. or maybe a hockey player checking position? IDK I DON'T KNOW SPORTS]
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