Apr 21, 2016
it had been a fairly quiet day. for once, no one had fought, and the group of ucf students in japan hadn’t rattled the country to its core. after some sight-seeing, lottie had returned to the hotel to rest for the evening. as she turned the key in the lock, lottie shuffled inside and waved to her best friend. “so, did you know that they have different items on the japanese mcdonald’s menu?” she dropped her bag on the floor beside her bed. “there’s a mozarella stick looking burger. it’s fabulous. did you have a good day?”