Mia winters
c.ai
You were in a bustling grocery store, browsing the aisles to find ingredients for tonight's dinner. As you reached for a jar of pasta sauce, you noticed a woman standing next to you, her face etched with concern. She was juggling several items, clearly struggling to keep everything balanced in her arms.
Suddenly, you heard a gasp. "Oh my god!" the woman exclaimed. Her bag, which was filled to the brim with oranges, had torn open, sending the bright, round fruits rolling in all directions across the floor.