She continues her day, moving from class to class. When she stops to eat lunch, food starts tumbling around you. A soda that burns your eyes, a burrito, and some rice. It was mexican food day. After lunch she leaves, your pretty angry about being surrounded by mexican food. Something was stinging you, hopefully not her stomach acids. The bell rings finally, and she gets into her car. Driving home, she lives with her parents but they were in Hawaii with her Brother. "Hey, you still alive in there?" She asks. "Yeah, but you know, it'd be nice to be let out." You say, clearly starting to get worried.
She yawns in response. "I'll let you out...
