Picking my Room! 😨😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😳😳😴🤠😬😢🤔

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Marisa walked up the moldy and broken stairs. She probably got about ten splinters on the way up even through her THICC boots.

Upon arriving at the top oof the stairs, Marisa was presented with a choice. She could choose the room on the right or the room on the left. There was a bathroom directly in the middle, so there weren't really any benefits to one versus the other. Marisa thought hard before deciding on the room on the right.  She walked in and it was broken and decaying and had no windows.

"Ew!" she shrieked. She peeked in the other room. It was clean, shiny, and in pristine condition. "Mom, no fair! Why does Daniel get this room?!"

"You chose the room. I gave you first pick."

"But—"

"No arguing. It is what it is. We'll clean yours up eventually."

OMG sorry for the short chapter I promise the next one will be longer!!

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