By the end of the day, I couldn't handle mine anymore. I locked all the doors, packed up my things slowly and ended up driving to Fire on the Mountain on the east side. I was the girl, sitting by herself, having sweet potato fries and no beer on a Friday night. I was the girl, sitting by herself, reading the second Hunger Games book, on a Friday night.
Full days at the theater sometimes makes you want no more theater.
How do you like the Hunger Game books?!?!
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