TToML 9: Never Say Never

Summer 2011. Roman Gardens.

This past summer we spent a great deal of time in apartment 346 with our friends Ben and Daniel. Well, in the apartment that is straight across from theirs, we often stared at the unusual collection of things in the window, mainly their life-size Justin Bieber cardboard cutout. That might not seem like an unusual thing...but it was a boys apartment.

Well, one night McKensey was on one (not that that's unusual). She saw that that apartment's door was wide open and nobody appeared to be in the living room. Naturally she schemed for all of .133 seconds and ran around to the apartment, ducked inside, and was out with Justin Bieber before anyone even knew what she was up to. She ran back to 346 as fast as she could manage while carrying Justin and stood him up next to the door in a place where he would not be visible to anyone outside of the apartment.

We tried to convince her that she needed to go take him back, but she insisted that it wasn't for keeps. She just wanted to see if the guys even noticed.

If they ever did, they didn't seem to care. I don't know if McKensey was expecting there to be signs posted all over RG with an offered reward for any information, or what. We didn't even know those guys. They were in the other ward.

So we have no idea what kind of fretting happened while Justin was missing. All we know is that Ben and Daniel didn't insist on kicking him out. They let JB chill with them for like a week.

But finally it was Sunday and I guess McKensey's guilty conscience got to her because she decided she needed to give him back. Of course she had to wait until they were gone, which was when our ward was in the quad for ward prayer. So she sneaks up to 346 to get Justin, and inconspicuously walks around to the other apartment. But does she just set him by the front door? No. Does she open the front door and put him back where she found him? No.

She opens the window to the bedroom that is right next to the front door and proceeds to shove Justin through, head first. By this point she is not very inconspicuous anymore. Just about everyone that's down in the quad, except for Bishop, has their necks craned up to the third floor, trying to figure out what the heck she is doing. She finally got him all the way in and slid the window closed. "Done." She brushed her hands off.

Again, we never found out what happened when someone found Justin Bieber in his bed, but the next time McKensey tried to open that window, it was definitely locked up tight...something I would suggest everyone do if they are ever living at Roman Gardens with McKensey Roberts.