 Wonky Knee
Ten minutes? TOO SHORT! Her brain told her.
Five minutes? TOO LONG! Her stomach informed her almost at the same time.
...
Siiiiiiigh.
With a swish, Madiison pulled her wand out. She stood in the corridor as though she was an offer going out to war. Tapping her foot, the redhead looked around the corridor, assessing the possibilities. Then she got to work. Tapping walls with her wand. Knocking and then sticking her ear at the wall, trying to find a hollow. And it never worked. She bounced from one place to another, almost as though in a hurry to find the kitchen.
And she was in a hurry. She was in a great hurry. Because she was starving.
Pout. WHERE ARE YOU HIDING, Kitchen?
Stare. Stare. Stare.
Even staring wasn't working.
Maybe glaring would.
GLAAAAAAAARE. Glare. Glare. Glare.
Maybe she had to shoot sparks on the ceiling. Pressing her lips together, Di did just that, shot sparks at the ceiling.
No luck again.
AND SHE ONLY HAD FIVE MINUTES LEFT! |