"What do you mean you invited 'Mione over? Why didn't anyone tell me? I gotta get ready!"

I ran upstairs, still in my pajamas. "George, hey! Did you steal my nice dress shirt? Come on!"

I searched through our closet, looking as fast as I could.

"Here!" I sighed with relief, quickly changing and running back downstairs.

"What's all this? Are you guys really going to see her looking like that?"

George smirks, "You've never cared before."

I faltered at that. "Of course I have! Honestly, you lot, get dressed. We're going to have a guest!"

George gave me a look like he knew something I didn't. I rolled my eyes at him.