"Okay, that's it. I'm complaining." Karina rolled up her sleeves and started marching downstairs, while Ivy desperately tried to stop her friend from getting arrested.
"I mean..." Anastasia glanced around the filthy classroom, trying to find something positive to say. "I don't think it's that bad..."
She was holding her derpy fox, its tongue hanging out lazily.
Then Ginger spotted a cockroach near a table. Its ears perked up.
"YIP YIP!!"
"Ginger, don't!"
But Ginger had already launched itself from Ana's embrace, darting toward the unsuspecting roach.
Chaos erupted.
Ginger leaped onto a table, which immediately collapsed beneath its weight. Undeterred, it spotted the cockroach near a closet and gave chase.
"YIP YIP!"
"Ginger, please!" Ana sprinted after her fox, but Ginger was faster—crashing straight into the closet.
Wooden planks rained down, burying the fox.
