Day 128: Lavinia, Chapter 4

Lavinia groaned inwardly, and almost couldn't help the grimace that surely showed on her face.

Two Mormon sister missionaries. Standing there. Smiling at her.

She had been in the apartment a total of maybe one hour, and they'd found her already? They must have a radar for fresh audiences.

Pulling the door open a bit wider, before they could say anything, she said "Look, guys. I'm new here. I'm really busy. And besides, I'm just not interested."

The two women, probably around her own age, exchanged glances before one sheepishly held up a measuring cup.

"Sorry. We just wondered if we could borrow some sugar. And an egg. We're you're neighbors, just down the hall, and we're making cookies."

Lavinia blushed profusely. "Oh, um. Well--I don't...have any sugar yet. Or eggs."

"Oh. Well, uh--you're roommate? Jenna? She's a member of our church, and she said..." the girl finished lamely.
"Okay. I mean, Jenna isn't home right now. I haven't even met her, but if she said it was alright."

Opening the door, she turned and walked into the generic kitchen and started opening random cupboards. The two girls followed her in and stood silently as she pushed aside boxes of pasta and cans of tuna fish, looking for the sugar. Finding it, she handed one the bag, and then grabbed a carton of eggs from the fridge.

Shoving it at them, she said "Here. You can just return what you don't use."

They thanked her and moved for the door.
"I'll tell Jenna you came by." Lavinia said, in a voice full of forced cheerfulness.
"Great, thanks. It was nice to meet you."

Closing the door behind them and bolting all the locks, Lavinia shook her head.

Somehow, she would've expected Mormon missionaries to be different.

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