"Come on, Meg, at this rate, you'll be a postgraduate, and we'll miss our graduation party." urged Felicia, who was prancing outside her room like a horse.
"Jeez! You are so impatient!" she shouted back at her twin sister and came out with a sulk.
Felicia froze like a statue upon seeing her.
"You don't need to stare at me like that." Meg exclaimed as she placed the stray locks around her forehead behind her ear, "What can I do? The tutorial to dutch braid your hair was taking forever that I had to entwine them in random order."
In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using two words that contradict. Go where the prompt leads!
