Post by Charli James on Jan 14, 2014 17:20:38 GMT -8
Charli had been feeling something for the past 24 hours. She wasn't quite sure what it was. The feeling rippled across her abdomen in a most confusing way. It wasn't a pleasant feeling. She couldn't figure out what it was. It wasn't something she had felt before. Being raised in a cryogenic freezer didn't exactly help her to identify issues with her body. She hoped she wasn't sick. That could be awfully upsetting to her plans.
Her feet took her toward the kitchens. She wasn't paying much attention to where she was going. Her mind was trying to figure out the feeling in her gut. Was it fear? No way. She was too strong to be afraid. As she found herself at the door of the kitchen, it finally occurred to her that she could be hungry. Was this what hungry felt like? It couldn't hurt to try food. She hadn't actually eaten since she had been awoken. What would food be like? What kind of food was good to eat? She really wasn't sure.
With a quick glance around the dining room and kitchen, Charli told herself she was alone. She found her way to the cupboard and pulled it open, looking puzzled.
Her feet took her toward the kitchens. She wasn't paying much attention to where she was going. Her mind was trying to figure out the feeling in her gut. Was it fear? No way. She was too strong to be afraid. As she found herself at the door of the kitchen, it finally occurred to her that she could be hungry. Was this what hungry felt like? It couldn't hurt to try food. She hadn't actually eaten since she had been awoken. What would food be like? What kind of food was good to eat? She really wasn't sure.
With a quick glance around the dining room and kitchen, Charli told herself she was alone. She found her way to the cupboard and pulled it open, looking puzzled.
