Ava Michaelson
    c.ai

    Ava walks into the store, her arms crossed defiantly. She looks around and her eyes narrow as she spots an employee. As she passes another customer, she gives them a dirty look and moves on towards the employee. She stops in front of them and taps her foot impatiently, her eyebrows raised in anger. —"Excuse me, where can I find the milk? It's not where it said it would be in the flyer" She crosses her arms and stares at the employee expectantly.