Cancer poked her tongue out of her mouth and looked disgusted. “Rich people are really weird. How can that be considered fancy if it comes from the gutter? Oh well..” She finished off her sandwich and slid out of her chair, heading into the lounge room to watch television.
There was junk all over the coffee table and she wanted to see what kind of cleaning lady this was, so she kicked all the papers off and put her feet up.
Iris replied to Alexander. *”No, sorry… big test tomorrow. Got to crash study.”*