It was another hour before Jess’s lunch finally arrived, delivered by shipping containers, and escorted by a single van marked with the caterer’s brand. A frightened team of panicked employees leapt from the van and began to unload the lunch. Jess allowed this, watching them with her eyes like daggers, stabbing into their very souls. It was in this moment, that Jess’s handler told the crew to start filming again, she knew what was going to go down and didn’t want to miss a moment of natural acting. The red lights went on and caught everything that followed.
Once the food was unloaded, Jess gave it all a careful inspection, to ensure it was up to her standards. She had ordered a wrap and indeed, it was all there. But on the other hand, it was an hour late. So with a sigh, she unwrapped the flatbread and plucked up the catering crew, licking her ruby red lips with much hunger before dropping the terrified specks in a forest of green lettuce and roasted chicken. Th