Man. Nothing good was on today. She needed to resubscribe to Netflix too... Maybe she should go out today, do some random errands. Yeah, that's probably not a bad idea. And you know what? She could use the cardio. The store wasn't to far from her house, and either were her electric company. She needed to pay her electric bill. Guess she'd better get started.

Putting some sneakers on, she headed out. First, her Electric bill. A brisk 5 minute walk later, and there she was. "Wattsons' Electric Company" the sign read. How creative. Peeking through the glass doors, there was no line. Just a bored looking woman leaning over her desk. Her blond hair cleverly hid her facial features while she was napping. Walking through the double doors, a pair of bells rang, signaling her presence. Flinching, the woman stood up straight and brushed her hair out of the way. After a relatively bleak conversation, her bill was paid, and her home would have electricity for a while longer.

Next... she needed groceries. Eh. She'd do it on her way back. How about, she goes to... her stomach growled. Man, she was hungry! Guess she'd be eating out. What sounded good? Anything, really. She headed towards a restaurant directly across the street from her. Neon letters above the doors read: "Fiesta!" Exclamation point included. Mexican huh? Guess her gut was in for a wild ride. Finding a nearby booth, she looked over the menu. Her eyes immediately set on a steak taco and fajita special. When a waiter came over, he looked exactly like you'd expect. A tan tall man with a rectangular head and short black hair accompanied by a thick black moustache. After telling him her order he departed and came back shortly with some water that she had ordered.

After goofing around on her phone, she was interrupted by the sound of clinking plates. Looking up, the same waiter had returned with two large plates with her food. With a polite [i][color=fff200]"Thank you,"[/color][/i] she began eating. The steak tacos were Cooked to perfection. The juicy steak combined with other dried and wet ingredients created an amazing sensation. The fajitas weren't a joke either. Expertly placing an empty tortilla under her food, as she ate, the parts that would fall out would become a new burrito. Or something. Afterwords she looked down at her creation. Wrapping the tortilla up, she bit into it. It was amazing, as expected. Getting her check, she paid it off.

Stepping outside, she breathed in the fresh air. The groceries could wait. She needed a nap. She began to walk back to her home. Who knows? Maybe something would happen on the way back.