Problem Situation (Character)

Emily opened the refrigerator, releasing a deadly smell that made her want to gag. She slammed it in disgust and walked over to the pantry instead. She scanned the shelves for something that looked appetizing then gave up and pulled out a phone. She dialed the number of Papa Johns which she had memorized and ordered a medium thin crust pizza with tomatoes and mushrooms. After she got off the phone, Emily wrote a message to Messie, her filthy new roommate, on a sticky pad and placed it on her door. It said:

Messie-

I’ve ordered take out 4 times this week.

Please clean up.

    -Emily

   

After the delivery man arrived, Emily took her pizza up to her room and ate every piece. She had debated whether or not to save some for Messie, but instead came up with a better plan. She took the empty grease stained box and threw it into Messie’s room. Emily didn’t want to be home when Messie discovered this so she went outside and took a walk. When she got back home, the kitchen was spotless. On her door was a note that said,

   

Emily-

    I hired a maid.

She only charges $50 a week!

    Hugs,

    Messie

Secret Life of Veggies

The Harmons manager made one final round throughout the aisles of the store to make sure that nobody was inside. Then, he flicked out the lights and left, locking the doors behind him...
"CLEAR!" Yelled the cucumbers, as they hopped onto the floor. The rest of the produce joined in shorty after and the party began. The veggies danced to the music, enjoying the time to stretch their sore limbs out. Cauliflower wasn't dancing. She was staring at the DJ of the party, Brocolli. He was an artist when it came to playing music. She watched him in awe, wishing that she could dance with him. Carrot noticed the lonely veggie and hopped over and gave her a nudge.
"Just go ask him, Cauliflower. You aren't getting any younger standing around!" Cauliflower knew this was true, but she was just too shy.
"I can't, Carrot. I'm too shy."
"Nonsense, my dear. Here, follow me." Before Cauliflower even registered what was happening Carrot grabbed her and proceeded towards Brocolli. Cauliflower was turning pink with embarassment. She tried to break free, but Carrot had a tight grip on her. When they made their way to Broccoli, he took off his headphones and smiled.
"Hey girls, do you have a song request?" He looked at Cauliflower when he said this, which only made her turn a brighter shade of red. Carrot looked down at Cauliflower and winked.
"Actually, Cauliflower here would like to ask you to dance. Wouldn't you, dear?" Said Carrot, matter-of-factly.
"Um, yeah. But you really don't have to. I know you probably have a ton of other girls you would rather dance with and I'm just a little Cauliflower and-" Broccoli stopped her rambling by putting a finger up to her lips. "Ssshh little Cauliflower. I'd love to dance with you."
"Great! My work here is done." Exclaimed Carrot. And just like that, she hopped back over to the dance floor, leaving Cauliflower and Broccoli alone.
To Cauliflower's surpise, Broccoli led her away from the produce section to aisle 4. He took her hand and began dancing with her. It was awkward at first, but after the first song everything felt perfect. They both seemed to be enjoying themselves. Broccoli told her that he had always noticed her, and that he had also been too shy to talk to her. It was the best night of Cauliflower's life.