The Fourth Sin, Sunday Morning

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As the girls filed back into the house, they were greeted by Miho with a face like stone, folded arms, and blistered fingers, a plate of cookies, and rugs that squelched when they stepped on them. The entire ground floor, in fact, was in disarray. It was clear that the snow monsters had been here, as well.

Miho looked especially displeased about Wendy's ankle.

And just wait until Becky gets ahold of them.

Each hooker in her turn took a cookie. They might as well get a last meal out of this.

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Becky scowled as she strode down the stairs of the Sin, her eyes sliding over each of the girls in turn.

"How could you all be. So. STUPID?" she asked as she wame to stand beside Miho.

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Wendy moved to sit down, but then Miho's eyes flew toward her and the blonde woman decided to stay standing.

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"You went up to the school. We have gas heating, you idiots," Becky continued.

She shot both the twins a Look, and their posture was suddenly improved.