Nia was standing in a corner, knife in hand. She was still slightly drunk, and that was never good. Nia was prepared to hunt and kill anyone. Nia chewed on the caramel cube in her mouth. When she was done with her candy she drank more before popping a hard candy into her mouth. 

It wasn't long before Nia was hungry. Hey eyes snapped open. Food. Nia leapt towards where breakfast would be, knife held firmly in her hand. She wanted food.