I yawned in bed and stretched... Ahh. I'm hungry. I guess I should get up.
I stood up and rubbed my eyes as I walked out of my room. I went downstairs to the kitchen. I shouted, "Cooks! I demand my late breakfast. Or early dinner... Whatever time it is. And don't try arguing with me this time. I know where you all live."
I stopped and looked around. The room was dark and quiet. Hmm. I forgot today was a holiday for everyone. Now I got to feed myself somehow? How barbaric.
I walked back to my room and kicked open Mary's door. "Pink hair! I demand you feed me!!!" I added in a calmer tone, "Cookies if you have any."
I looked around her dark room. Hmm. Empty too? I wonder where she went. Usually she tells me like 600 times. Or maybe she did tell me? I forget. Sometimes I just tune her out.
I walked downstairs to Millie's room. I knocked, "Milllieeee! Please feed me."
No response.
I sighed, "Now I got to go out to a restaurant?" I giggled, "Can do."
