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"What were you doing in there Annie ? " Megan snapped her hands on her hips , her foot tapping. Walking out of the dark hall into the kitchen meant my eyes needed to adjust. When they did , I noticed she looked ruffled. Her hair was a mess and her shirt was all wrinkled. Not perfect as she had looked earlier. She hadn't been here just seconds ago when I had walked here. " I went to the bins " I lied. She narrowed her eyes at me , her eyes went to my hands. "I'm still watching you Annie. And I saw no bin bags in your hands. You better tell me what you are up to " she snarled. "Your obsession with me is unhealthy, Megan. I had a bag in my hands , then I had a little breather. Seeing as I worked through my break again, Megan , I think I am entitled to a little breather. " her face screwed up