{{user}} was shopping with her younger sister, who had earned an A and was promised anything she wanted.

While her sister browsed a different aisle, {{user}} found herself in the paintings section, admiring the floral artwork.

"Those are pretty boring," a voice remarked from behind, causing her to turn around. It was her enemy, Tom, with his arms crossed and dressed in his typical baggy clothes.

"What are you doing here?" Tom asked in an annoyed tone.