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Location: Room 8 -> Cafeteria 

When Eliza woke up, her eyes were puffy and red from crying herself to sleep. She was still in a t-shirt and jean shorts from the night before and her hair unusually disheveled. The remote lay by the edge of the bed, still reaching out to her. But Eliza knew it was too late, what she needed now instead of a phone call was anything else to take her mind off. 

Having showered yesterday afternoon, Eliza decides to simply wash her face, mainly focusing on trying to get rid of her red puffy eyes. To little avail, so she simply heads back to the room to change into a fresh outfit. Since there was likely to be some test resuming today, Eliza settles for a black track suit with the jacket unzipped showing off a bright pink colored racerback tank. Finally, she puts her hair in a bun and turns to the mirror to look at the final result. 

Contempt, Eliza makes her way to the cafeteria to see if there's anyone making food. Unfortunately, there wasn't. For one there was the new guy Eli looking massively disappointed at eating twinkies, then there was that Bynie girl sleeping with a spoon in her mouth and an unfinished tub of ice cream next to her. Eliza shakes her head and starts to regret even waking up. Rubbing her eyes, she approaches the kitchen area and looks through the fridge for any ingredients. She has never cooked anything in her life but anything might as well be better than nothing. After finding a carton of eggs she calls out to the two, mainly to Eli who was at least awake,

[color=f6989d]"I'll attempt at making eggs... don't expect a 5-star meal from me though."[/color] Eliza starts the stove nervously and tries to crack an egg over the pan. She accidentally cracks it too hard and the yolk instead slides onto the hot stove. 
[color=f6989d]"Ah crap." [/color] Eliza exclaims as the missed yolk burns black and sticks on the stove. The 2nd attempt goes without any forceful cracks with the egg sliding into the pan (a few eggshells still in it). She lets the egg cook for a few seconds while turning away to look for salt. She hears a loud crackling and popping sound coming from the stove and whips around to see a small fire coming from the pan. With a look of astonishment and embarrassment for her cooking skills, she screams out
 [color=f6989d]"F-fire! Fire!" [/color] In hopes that someone nearby would know what to do. Without any experience of putting out a grease fire, Eliza runs to the sink to fill a container up with water hoping that it'll be enough to put the fire out. 

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