You just want to go home to your bed. Getting out of school is tricky as it's locked up for the night. You have to go to the science labs and clmb up a stool onto a desk and then open a window. Luckily it isn't rigged with alarms but there's a long drop to the ground.
Well, being you has to be good for something... You stand on the windowsil and as you look out at the trees and the night sky and feel the cold breeze you come over all dramatic.
"Oh, furious fates! What hope I for my journey home is long and beset with sorrow! I, who have been molded like clay, yearn within my heart to truly live! I embrace thee night! I...
"...would quite like to be at home in my bed after a nice meal."
You look sadly at the drop. It's not so big, but you stand like a suicide waiting to happen. "Goodbye cruel world... So long and thanks for all the pizzaaaaaaaaaaaaa...." *thud*
You pull yourself together. It's dark. It's Friday night and you are a squishy girl far from home. The quickest way is over the school field, but you might get lost without light. Otherwise you could go the long way round via the streets.
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