With a yawn, Anita made her way into the kitchen to get breakfast. Knowing how the other residents of the household were, she’d have to make her own breakfast. Upon opening the fridge, though, there was barely anything that she could use. There wasn’t even her usual bottle of milk that she liked to drink. With an angry frown, she closed the fridge door and made her way to find the one who was supposed to keep the food stocked.
“Michelle!” exclaimed Anita upon finding her older sister.
The blonde jumped a bit before turning to the little pink-haired paper master and finding her unhappy. “Is something wrong, Anita dear?”
“Michelle, weren’t you supposed to go and but some groceries?” questioned Anita as she gave Michelle a narrowed look. Seeing her sister start to fidget, Anita knew immediately what had happened. “You bought more books instead, didn’t you?”
“Anita, please let me exp