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Sheila hated wallpaper. She preferred paint—but there she was—pasting up yellow and green daffodil prints on the bathroom wall. Her roommate Janet was nearby in the hallway, pouring paste into a trough.
"This is going to look amazing when we’re done," Janet said.
Sheila didn’t say anything. She knew if she opened her mouth, she would say something she’d regret in a few days. She was going to tell Janet just how she felt about wallpaper.
"Don’t you think so?" Janet asked.
Ignore her. Just focus on the paper, Sheila thought. Don’t listen, just focus.
"Sheila, what’s the matter with you?"
"Fine," Sheila said. "I don’t like it. I think it’s horrible. Yellow and green daffodils? Come on, Janet! Are you ninety years old or something?"
"Well, what did you want?" Janet responded, upset.
"I told you we should paint! I said nobody but my grandmother ever puts up wallpaper anymore."
Janet slammed the bucket of paste down onto the floor of the hallway. It bounced and tipped over. Paste poured out in a huge pink pool, all over the carpet. "Great!" she shouted. "Now look what you made me do!"
"I’m not cleaning that up," Sheila said. "You did it."
"You are so immature!" Janet said strongly. "I’m worried about what Thompson’s going to say. He’s going to make us pay for this carpet now." She pleaded, "Just drop it, ok?"
"Fine," Sheila said. "Just don’t ask me how I feel about wallpaper."
Janet disappeared down the hallway. At first, Sheila felt good to have told Janet how she felt. It was a relief to have it off her mind. Then she looked over and saw Janet standing in the hallway. Janet was holding an entire bottle of white vinegar.
"Uh oh," Sheila said. "What are you doing?"
"Easy. Vinegar dissolves glue. Paste is glue. We let it soak for a day. It will probably just come up with a towel," Janet explained. She opened the cap on the bottle, turned it on its end, and dumped out all the vinegar onto the puddle of paste. It went everywhere. Instantly, the hallway—no, the entire apartment—smelled like pickles.
"I guess we’re not going to get our deposit back," Sheila said. "Can we paint now?"

What best describes the author's purpose in this passage?
A.
to narrate the author's experience with painting
B.
to explain how the paste got on the carpet
C.
to entertain with the story of two roommates
D.
to teach the reader how to dissolve paste

Answer 1

i believe b

Answer 2

Okay thx your awesome

Answer 3

np