“i’m not saying i’m CURSED,” she stated with a deep sigh, gesturing to the completely soaked jacket she was wearing, “but how come my umbrella gets stolen while i’m taking time out of my day to help an elderly lady carry her groceries up to her apartment?” she questioned, a look of pure exhaustion plastered on her face but it quickly turned into a look of amusement. “just my luck, huh? i honestly shouldn’t even be surprised. --- do you think i should start going to church to try and get blessed by god himself or do you reckon it’s too late for that?”















