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After Jane and her brother (as she had realised) had left looking for Daria, Brittany also left. It had been an exhausting night, but when she looked in her bedroom mirror before changing she found that she quite liked what she saw there. She wasn’t sure what to make of that.
The next morning Daria told Jane what happened as they walked to school. “Look, I’m sorry about last night,” she said after concluding.
“Aw, forget it. It was a rare opportunity, getting to hang out with Brittany in a grunge club. Although her hair did look good.”
“Really?” Daria asked.
“I thought it would make for a great portrait,” Jane said with a shrug. “Any idea what caused this so-called rash?”
“I wish I knew.”
“Anyway, the important thing is that instead of going to your friends for help, you ran screaming into the night.”
“Basically,” Daria said.
“Perfectly logical response.”
“I thought so.”
( For Brittany, not much happened. )
The next morning Daria told Jane what happened as they walked to school. “Look, I’m sorry about last night,” she said after concluding.
“Aw, forget it. It was a rare opportunity, getting to hang out with Brittany in a grunge club. Although her hair did look good.”
“Really?” Daria asked.
“I thought it would make for a great portrait,” Jane said with a shrug. “Any idea what caused this so-called rash?”
“I wish I knew.”
“Anyway, the important thing is that instead of going to your friends for help, you ran screaming into the night.”
“Basically,” Daria said.
“Perfectly logical response.”
“I thought so.”
( For Brittany, not much happened. )
