White Rose (rewriting)

anecdote 2

"Come little children, gather around," [AUTHOR] says with a huge grin and closed eyes.

"UgH, dO wE hAvE tO?"

"Actually, yes (Y/N), you do," [AUTHOR] says with a slightly insane expression.

"OKAY OKAY F I N E,"

"Anyways, where was I? Oh yeah. The tale of '(Y/N) the Little Match Girl!"

"Doesn't the main character die in that story?" Daniel asks innocently.

"That's the point,"

"HEY! NOT COOL!" (Y/N) yells while throwing a punch to [AUTHOR]'s jaw.

[AUTHOR] writes something down quickly and (Y/N) teleports across the room.

"Hold your horses, (Y/N)," [AUTHOR] clears her throat. "Anyways, lets begin,"

The scenery gradually fades into one of a bitter cold night. (Y/N) holds onto a box of matches.

"Excuse me sir, but would you like to buy a match?" (Y/N) asks with hope in her eyes.

The man (Zack) looks at (Y/N) disgustedly while his wife (Mira) drags him away.

'Alright, (Y/N). Don't kill him. Mother and father would be furious.' (Y/N) thinks to herself as a picture of her parents pop into her mind.

After many failed attempts at selling matches, (Y/N) sits against a wall of a building. All of her matches were used to keep warm.

the scenery fades back to [AUTHOR] and the rest of the crew.

"Then she died lol,"

"uGh, [AUTHOR], why can't you ever be serious?" Zoe complains.

"Shut up or you'll be the next little little match girl,"

With that, they all ate and gained food comas.