Lila and MJ
MJ truly hated this fucking place. She'd been here two days and already despised everything here. So so much. Sure, she had her boyfriend, whom she adored, but that...was about it. Okay and Strange. The peafowl followed her to where she heard the bell, but she managed to keep them from following her inside.
She read the note and wrinkled her nose. "Sure, we get prizes for not dying. Great." MJ opened the door and headed inside. After filling her plate with Chinese takeout, waffles, toast coffee, and some apple juice, the teen looked for a place to sit. She did add fruit and syrup on top of the waffles.