Chaos. This was all turning into chaos. There really was no other word to describe what was going on. Everyone had gathered around the table which consisted of a variety of different foods and drinks; it had been a lame attempt of everyone having some sort of meal and discussion. However, it was turning into people yelling and disagreeing instead.
Rosalie shoved some food in her mouth not really caring what is was before just throwing the spoon back on the plate and lifting her arms up. “I can’t believe this....” She said mainly to herself (or whoever else could hear her) in regards to how everyone was acting in this situation.
















