“Do I look like I care about the photos right now?” I asked.

Megan dragged the gloss applicator across her bottom lip.

“What’s going on?” Megan asked.

“Vanessa went way too far,” Kendra said.

“She was actually going to pour it on the bag.”

Kendra let go of my wrist and went back to twisting her hair.

“I told her it was a terrible idea,” Kendra said.

“I said we should just leave the dress alone.”