To go out for a few drinks

Not yet, Lauren decides. After the day she’s had, she feels that she more than earned some ****. She grabs her things and calls a cab to take her to the bar. In just a few minutes, she’s gone.

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After Vanessa hears the front door shut and a car drive off, she pokes her head out of her door, almost not believing her sister just left. But sure enough, she did, which meant Vanessa has free reign of the house for at least an hour, maybe two. And she plans to get at least some use out of it.

Vanessa leaves her room, heading straight for her sister’s. As soon as she enters, she can smell what happened in there. Considering how much pride Lauren had in what she called her mature, womanly fragrance, Vanessa couldn’t help but relish in that fact. This fragrance is anything but mature or womanly.

The first thing Vanessa does is inspect the damages. As she approaches the bed, she can see the yellow tint on the sheets. She is careful to grab them somewhere Lauren hadn’t hit and lifts them, checking out the mattress itself. One side was covered in semi-dark yellow stains with lighter spots in areas where Lauren had spent more time trying to clean it. The other side is a deep, dark yellow from Lauren’s second accident of the day. The one she hadn’t even tried to clean. The bed has absorbed all of it by now. Lauren wouldn’t be getting those stains out. And if anyone saw her mattress, there would be no denying exactly what Lauren’s been doing here. With that happy thought, Vanessa sets the sheets back down, moving onto the next reason she is there.

She reaches under her sister’s bed and pulls the diaper bag back out just enough that Lauren will definitely notice them again, another little nudge for her sister. With that, Vanessa goes to take her leave until she happens to see her sister’s perfume bottle haplessly laying on its side. Another idea runs through her head. She grabs it, takes it to the bathroom and undoes the lid, holding the bottle just how it had been laying, letting it dump down the drain. When she’s satisfied, she puts it back where she found it, how she found it, and returns to her room, ready to see how tonight goes.