Aahh.. Carssie Melota. That punkass bitch, they called her. Fair enough; she was always getting herself into trouble, causing ruckuses, or complaining. Or just sitting around doing fuck all. She did do that a lot too... Hey, she's doing it right now, even. Her stupid fluffy hair is stagnant, until her hand comes up to move it outta her violet eyes' line of sight, which then notice a se-,, hold on.. She's gotta rub her eye for this one; a SECOND punkass bitch?! Tryna talk to her??

"what do you want?"

Damn. They just got here and she's already tired of their bullshit. Carssie's got it rough, man.