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Sheamus shifted through the kitchen cabinets, finding a drinking glass. He went to the sink to fill it up, but as he touched the tap; water sprayed out the faucet in all directions. He cursed loudly and dropped his glass. The Irish superstar fumbled wildly to shut the tap off, only achieving said goal after having gotten soaked to his skin from the waist up.
Sheamus breathed out frustratedly, using all his strength not to reach out and rip the appliance off the countertop. Instead, he fingered the wet opening. His face grew red in anger as he found what he was looking for. Sheamus ripped the piece of tape of the faucet, balling it up and flicking it across the kitchen. Stomping madly over to the door, only one word could leave his mouth as he shouted up the stairs.
"JOJO!"
As soon as the word left his mouth, it was followed closely by echoes as different strange happenings went off across the house; stink bombs in all three bathrooms simultaneously going off, the water pipe bursting outside, a pile of ants being found in a bed.
Sheamus paid no mind though; he was already halfway up the stairs; now pounding furiously against a door that was split two ways; one half hot pink and glittery, the other a checkered deep purple, black, and white pattern.
"JOJO, YOU'D OPEN THIS BLOODY DOOR IF YOU KNEW WHAT WERE GOOD FOR YOU, LASS!"
Inside the room, Danny glanced up from her book and looked across at Jojo. The latter had pulled away from her video game and was staring at the door.
"I think it's for you." Danny told her, nodding to the door. The knocking continued furiously and several more shouts of her name rang out from different parts of the room. Jojo tore her gaze from the door to look at Danny.
"My name must taste real good, it stays in people's mouths."