You stood before May's house, a two-story suburban home down the street from your's. You had just rang the doorbell and were currently waiting for your friend to answer. Earlier that day she had called saying her house would be empty while her mom was away in business and her sisters were over at friend's houses. She had also asked you to come over and you couldn't resist. Although knowing May, she probably had some kind of prank set up for you.
"It's open!" May yells cheerfully from inside.
You open the door and find that your intuition was correct. A cup of water, ringed to the door by a series of strings fell on your head, dowsing your shirt. Across from you May broke into a fit of giggles.
"Hey, come on that's the third time...." You say exasperated, May woff to the kitchen, her black flats clicking on the tail.
After drying you sit down, something feels a bit off though....
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