The apartment stunk like chicken fried rice. The bottom of the wok had grabbed the chicken like a mom would grab her kid from in front of a moving bus and she had forgotten to grab frozen carrots from the Basha's across the street.
She was exhausted. A full week of camp, including mud wrestling, pool antics and long nights, which culminated in a 5 hour bus ride home, had left her without the capability to communicate or function normally.
Camp was followed by a turn-around trip to Phoenix with one of two future roommates Ani. Ani had to pick up her black lab from her mom's house after an 8 hour workday and a week at camp. She too had worked all day and had dreaded the late night drive home after Ani's mom forced them to go to dinner before they left.
Her life was filled with a suitcase of dirty clothes, 8 nights of sleep deprivation, and overcooked chicken.
"Ugh," she thought, "I just want to sleep for a week." If only it were that easy...
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