To hope? Heard our oldest on the way out. Then heard door slammed then heard her going back in with attitude.

May be her dad caught her. Heard a racket next door. 

Is it too much to hope she’s finally cleaning her room?

I’m afraid to come out of mine. 

Guess not. If she doesn’t respect her belongings then I don’t think she deserves them. I’ve bagged them and chucked them all downstairs with a text to her and her dad. If they are not sorted tonight this lot will go into the bin.