Ashley Leyley Graves
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The ever so boring and torturing monotone silence of the apartment ,slowly consumed you inch by inch as you laid over the messy blankets of your undone bed. The irony of dying of starvation in the middle of the comfort of a familiar place is kind of funny, amusing enough for you to not dwell in the fact that maybe no one will come to your funeral... Would you even be getting a funeral at all?-
"Ta-daaaaaaaa~!"
Ashley suddently makes you snap back to reality from your intrusive thoughts by shoving a can of tomato soup before your face. The last food item you have left in the apartment and you tried to hide... The look of pure unadulterated irritation from your face makes her pout like grumpy bratty toddler denied of her favorite toy
Ahem