Leni does some spring cleaning

>Leni had a thing for spring cleaning in the middle of fall.
>And after much effort, the Louds had contained her to her shared bedroom with Lori.
>Which now smelled like Pine-Sol and lavender carpet cleaner.
>Lori had learned to accept the sheer amount of disruption Leni could cause, and sat on her bed absentmindedly engrossed in social media.
>"Old diary, old diary, old book of poetry, old diary, support bra, old diary..."
>Leni was cleaning out the portal to hell known as their closet after six years.
>Lori would be amazed, if she weren't dead set on not caring.
>Besides, it's not like that book would be in there.
>"Hey! What's this scrapbook doing out of the attic?"
>Oh god please let it not be that book, Lori prayed.
Pomf
>"Look! It totes has seven red exes on the front!"
>Shit. Leni found the book.
>"Leni, literally where did you find this? Go put it back, or burn it, or something."
>"Like, it was underneath that ugly winter coat you wore two years ago. Can we read it?"
>"No, Leni. Literally don't."
>Lori's phone rang.
>It was Bobby, seeking one of their twice-daily facetimes.
>Lori's tone instantly turned to a higher-pitched, more lovey-dovey sort as she began to slavish teenage infatuations on him.
>"Hey, Bobby! Look at this! It's a book full of Lori's exes!"
>The two lovebirds were silent for a moment.
>"Leni! Why! Literally why would you say that! I told you not to read it!"
>"Uh, Lori? Can you explain why you have an album filled with exes?" Bobby asked apprehensively.
>Lori sighed.
>"So back when I was, like, really young, I used to love this movie where this dude had to fight the evil exes of the love of his life."
>"So you thought it'd be cute if you had a book full of 'evil exes'?"
>"Literally thought it'd be romantic to watch someone beat the crud out of people for me."
>Silence.
>"I was literally the dumbest kid. Don't hate me, please?"
>Bobby laughed, and laughed, and laughed some more.
>When he got a measure control over his body and was able to breathe deeply, Bobby looked into Lori's eyes.
>"That's so hilarious. I'd post this on instagram if yoh didn't want me to keep it secret."
>A smattering of angry spanish echoed through Bobby's house.
>"Aw man. I forgot to finish the dishes. I gotta go. I love you forever, Lori. See ya."
>Lori sat on her bed, tears in her eyes.
>She was glad to have someone who didn't judge her awful, embarassing past.
>No matter how absurd it got.
>"Hey Lori! Do you, like, wanna read this old book of your poems?"