...I do that?” She snapped back a little too quickly. Stacey frowned. “Ramona...” She began. “You’ve been like this all day. What’s going on?” Ramona kept up her best innocent-girl act. “I’ve got no idea what you’re talking about, Stacey.” She said. “I’m just being nice.” But Stacey saw through that. She looked at her watch. 8:30 PM. She had better get going. She stood up and lifted her coat. “It’s a little late, I guess I’d better get going.” She said to Ramona. “That was really nice, I’d love to do that again sometime!” Ramona smiled. “No problem.” She said. Stacey looked out the window. The snow looked calm, but no sooner had she stepped away than a blizzard had come along. She stepped back and looked out into the frozen streets and frowned. “There’s no way I’m getting home in that!” She said, disappointed. Ramona tried her best to act disappointed too. “Damn… Well, you can stay here for the night!”
Stacey was very unsure, especially with how Ramona had been acting. “Are you sure that’s okay?” She asked, hoping for a no. “Of course it’s okay!” Ramona insisted. “You can even have my bed, and I’ll sleep on the couch.” Stacey considered. Ramona had been acting strange, but a bed was a bed. And she was starting to feel a little tired…. “Okay.” Stacey yawned. “I’ll stay. I just need to sit down for a moment.” Stacey sat on the couch.
She woke up later....