Written by: S. Wilhelmina Feenster
NOTE: This is another answer to Missy's 100-word fic challenge.
"I wish this oven would dry my hair faster!" said Shirley, as she was getting ready for a date with Carmine. Laverne yelled from inside the bathroom, "Ya shoulda got that hair dryer fixed, Shirl! All those dateless nights ya coulda fixed it, but no, ya had to do your nails and watch Fabian on t.v. Now you're stuck with the oven or the window!" A familar knock sounded in the apartment. Shirley jumped up from out of the oven and paniced. "He's early! Carmine's not supposed to be here for another hour!" Laverne opened the door. "Hi, Angel Face!"
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