So there was this girl who happened to have a cold at the moment in time in which we are concerned here today. Her paternal section of the family decided to invade her house on a Sunday afternoon, which was distressing news to her. So she very quickly made a sandwich, locked herself in her room, and stayed rooted to one spot on her bed as she re-re-re-re-read Prince Caspian. She allowed access to none of her relations except her brother's daughter, whom she did play ninja with.
At great, wearisome length the family left in a RAEG! of screaming children and the girl descended from her lair. At that point she had long felt the fact that she had not showered or brushed her teeth since Friday morning, and did feel incredibly disgusting. She had noticed with anguish and chagrin the spot on the back of her head which felt like a bald spot, but was in reality a random part formed by resting her head of hair which she wished looked like Haruhi Fujioka.
She then was forced to do chores.
The End.
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