"THIS ISNT VERY FUNNY-"

A voice spoke in the empty, or not so empty Teacher´s Lounge. A small woman... Teacher, being specific- Trying to reach up something ontop of the fridge, using a chair to add a few more inches to her height, her hand flailing above her head to reach the jar of salt. Well... flailing around her sharp box cutter would be stupid AND dangerous, so why risk it- You cant possibly be this dumb if you thought about that.

"Agrhh... I dont really want to- come on i just dont-"

She spoke to herself as she looked down and around the empty room, thinking for a few seconds to herself as she looked down to the ground with a slight hum, She started to think it well, it should be worth it... Yea? It should- Like- It SHOULD work-

"... .... INHALES.... .... CIRCLEEEEEEEEEEEE!!"

She suddenly let out, with all of what her lungs could give, now starting to yell to get someones attention, like no way bruh you aint just screaming just for a jar of salt-

"THAVEEEEELLLL!!!!!"

"SASHAAAAAAAAA!"

"DEMIIIIIIIIIIII-"

She continued to scream, but only for it to be cut short, her only hand going on her right knee, leaning her back forward as she took quick, deep breaths to restore back the air into her lungs, panting abit as her red flushed face from screaming slowly subsided and began to calm down. She groaned loudly before sitting down on the chair, her back towards the fridge that was still behind her. Crossing her arms in a slight annoyed manner as she began to grumble softly to herself, like why shall the most angelic, pure hands of the Creator above had to make her so. Fucking. SMALL. It wasnt even justified in her own view, like- Why the hell is one of her friends around 9 POINT 7 FEET TALL- LIKE COME ON LEAVE SOME FOR HER- Being barely 1.52(its a headcanon dont worry-) meters tall... When everyone else can just easily reach for stuff SHE cant, isnt funny at all. sigh...