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Pink Smurfs?

My phone rang loudly on the table next to me. I picked it up and looked at the screen. It was Mercedes. I rolled my eyes and got out of bed. I unlocked my phone to read her message.
'Wake up I made food.' That's literally all she said. I woke up for this? Granted, I do like food, I was absolutely tired.

'GET YOUR FOOD!!!!!' She sent after.

'NO. I WANT SLEEP!' I replied.

'No. Come get your food.'

'Bring it to me.'

'Get out of bed'

I walked lazily down the stairs.
"Took you long enough."

"I was out of bed the whole time we were texting."

"Then why didn't you just come down here?"

"Too lazy. What am I stuffing my face with this morning?"

"Breakfast burrito from McDonald's." She placed the small package into my hand.

"Classy." I turned around and headed for the couch.

"Just eat." She rolled her eyes at me.
I took a bite of my burrito and a small sip of orange juice.

"Where's the hubby?"

"Work. He has a double today since they let him out early."

"Sounds fair I guess."

"When you're done, I was thinking we could finish up painting in the room."

"Yeah. I should be done in a minute." I then took two giant bites out of my burrito and finished it.

I put my plate in the sink and met her upstairs.
I was greeted with a brush covered in pink paint across my cheek.

"Whoa satan, chill out!" I whined wiping off the paint with a baby wipe she had in the room already.

"Sorry, couldn't help it." She shrugged and continued painting the wall.

"Yeah, okay." I said with sarcasm.

"Grab a brush so we can get started." I did as I was told and grabbed a large brush off the floor. Luckily we are only painting the edges and fixing up any missed spots.

"I'm thinking we should paint their names or get those wooden letters to put on the wall where their beds will be."

"I think we should do the wooden letters for their names and just decorate them." I suggested.

"That's what I meant. So it's a go then?"

"Yeah. We should go down now so we have time to decorate them and let them dry if needed."

"Well we're going to paint them and put little designs on."

"Okay. So we have to get that finishing spray for them."

"Yup!" she cheered and went down stairs to clean the brushes.
I lingered in the room for a moment before following her.

"So what store are we going to?"

"A.C.Moore. Where else would we go?"
I shrugged. I didn't actually know why I asked. It was more of me wanting to know where I was headed. Mercedes rolled her eyes playfully.
"Go get that paint off your arm. You look like a sad audition for the smurfs."

I looked at her confused.

"You're covered in pink, smurfs are blue. If you auditioned to be a smurf, you would look ridiculous."

"You just sound ridiculous. I thought you went to college?"

"Shut up." she punched my arm lightly.