Lois guided Emily back to her room, which appeared to be exactly how she had left it, except for her small closet that was left ajar with its contents strewn about carelessly - clearly the handiwork of Lois.
Emily couldn't help but feel a pang of nostalgia for her old room. She reached out to touch her books and gazed longingly out of the window.
"I'm sorry, I messed up here," Lois admitted as they both set to work tidying up the disheveled closet. After completing the task, they both sat down on the bed, and Lois turned to Emily, urging her to explain what had happened earlier.
"There's nothing much to say," Emily responded dismissively.
"Are you kidding me? I heard Garrett growling in anger. You must have said something to provoke him," Lois countered.
"He was angry with me?" Emily inquired in surprise.
"Yes, I mean no - not in the way you're thinking. He was angry that he had to comply with your request, as if he felt slighted in some way," Lois explained.
"But I didn't cheat him,
