Diana was your average 24 year old, barely making it by after being forced out of her house by her parents, now living in a barely adequate apartment, with just about everything going wrong. First the coffee machine broke, then the shower only produced cold water, which of course the landlord isn't gonna do anything about. And now she's sitting on her couch, lazily flicking through the channels and finishing off some left over pizza, as she till it's time to head to work, though something was stirring in her chest, some weird...feeling, that something was going to go wrong today, but she wasn't quite sure what.
Finishing off the last slice and tossing the hardened crusts away, she got dressed and left out the front door, walking over to the elevator and taking it down. Inside was a small child and his mother, he was looking at her quite hard. "Um...hi kid?" "You smell yummy." He said, he had a slight potbelly, which she could only assume was from some girlscout or some neighbor girl. "Um...ok kid." she said, getting off at her floor and heading to her car, ready to head off to her job at...
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