Iris had meant to just turn on the music, crank it up, and clean today. It had felt like the sort of day to really dig down and make things spotless and perfect.

Then Elena had called to complain about Rosa and... well.

That was a form of amusement too.

Not as conductive to blasting Taylor Swift and cleaning though.

"Okay," she said, interrupting Elena mid-rant. "Give it to me again, startin' from the beginnin' and I'll see if we can't figure this out."

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