how many friends do I have to lose? I literally did nothing wrong. Not a thing. I tried to ask for help and apparently that’s the crime of the century. I hate it here I hate them im so fucking lonely
POV you are tied to a chair in a kitchen. A 42 year old woman is whispering to you about illegal immigration while smiling. She starts crying while smiling and talks about how she loves when families give birth. There is no dinner on the stove, she just apparently lives in her kitchen because it's where the knives are. She takes on a somber look and begins to talk about how there's an evil old man that will get us all if we don't agree with her.