Molly was now in her room, pigging out on cheap Timbits. They tasted nothing like the real one but man were they good. She had managed to blow fifty toonies on pop, fake timbits, and other snacks. That was kind of depressing. "This stuff isn't even good!" She exclaimed as she bit into a pretty looking egg tart, at least she had only gotten one for the trip home. 

She waited for a while sprawled out on her bed eating and drinking practically everything unhealthy she could find. At least the pop was good, at least that happened. She got up happy and practically prancing around because of her sugar high.