#but not everybody is cut out to be a Sniggle

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Hey what the fuck is the Inside Joke with the Sniggles? Like the "Don't eat for a week" Bit? Do they not get paid if they cry or something because that's kinda seriously fucked up. Or is it like they get paid per show, and they're just being sarcastic about how much they make? Because if it is, and they make more than me, I'm sueing.

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LIVE REACTION TO NIGHTMARE TIME EP 1

Idk if anyone would even be interested in reading this but as I was watching the show last night I kept writing down my reactions on my notes so here we are

*this is all in caps idk why just roll with it*

THE OPENING SONG IS SUCH A BOP OMG NICK LANG HIMSELF ?????? MONSTER FUCKER RIGHTS ???? HIDGENS ENTRANCE HOW ICONIC "LUCY IS HAVING NONE OF IT" I LOVE THAT OMG JOEY PLAYING KONK (?) IS SUCH A POWER MOVE I LOVE THAT THE BEGGINING IS JUST TARZAN FANFIC SKSKSKSKS MARIAH IS TEXTING JOHN (?) AND HES LAUGHING SM WE LOVE A COMEDY QUEEN I LOVE THEM USING THE ZOOM BACKGROUNDS SKSKSKS KONK IS AWFULLY CLOSE TO COCK AND I THINK ITS ON PURPOSE ?? SPECIALLY WITH THE LAG I HAD TO DO A DOUBLE TAKE SOMETIMES SKSKSKS SOMEONE JUST SAID "TED'S ORIGIN STORY" ON CHAT AND I LOST IT !!!!! COULD YOU IMAGINE ???? HANDSOME LADY ? I MEAN SURE TIGHT JOHN IS LOSING IT FUCK MAN, SAME CURT OMG THAT ACCENT OOOOOOOOHHHH BOY I KNEW IT WAS HER FIANCEE SHIIIIT WE CANNOT TRUST HIM I KNOW THIS !!! "ENTAGLED" SKSKS WHAT SIR HES GAY CHILL OUT WHATS THE YEAR, IT FEELS SO OLD TIMEY "I'D SAY YOU HAD FEELINGS FOR THIS APEMAN" OOOOOOOHHHH DONT U SAY JONATHAN IS A PUSSY BITCH I CAN TELL LUCY JUST DROP IT OH SHE ACTUALLY DID ????? FUCK IT UP BABE

(I JUST ACIDENTALY DELETE HALF OF WHAT I WROTE SHIT, ILL HAVE TO REWRITE IT FROM MEMORY) WHAT THE FUCK THEY WERE TRICKING US??? THEY CALLED IT, WHAAAAAAAAT WDYM "PLAY THE PROFESSOR" IS HE NOT A PROFESSOR WHAT ALTERNATE REALITY IS THIS I NEED TO KNOW

ARE THEY GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM WHAT??? SINGING LONDON BRIDGE WHILE CHASING SOMEONE IS MY FAV SCARY TROP HAHAHHA YEEEEESSS "TOOK OFF WDYM" GIRL HE IS HOLDING A GUN WHAT DO YOU THINK "WDYM" WHY DID HE KEEP THE KONK ACT AFTER LUCY LEFT SKSKSKSKS TED WTF SKSKSKS "I DO SOME OF MY BEST THINKING WHEN IM ERECT" HAHAHAHA TED LIKES TO BE A HIMBO THATS GREAT IS HE GOING TO KILL TED ?? AAAAAAAHHHHHH TED HE HAS A GUN PLZ DONT TEST HIM HE HAS ALREADY KILLED A MAN OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCK RECAST???? WHO IS TAKING TED'S ROLE ????? OH SO ITS NOT OLD TIMEY AFTER ALL RED SOMETHING???? OH TED'S GONNA PROPOSE IS SHE GONNA SAY NO? SHES GONNA SAY NO RIGHT ? FUUUUUUUUCK HAHAHHAHA WHY IS HE NAKED ??? JAHAHHAHA WHAT WHAT IS HAPPENING TED WHAT ? "PROFESSOR SHOULD GO FUCK HIMSELF" HAHAHAHA PORNHUB PREMIUM ACCOUNT HAHAHAH "OOOoooOOoOoOoOoOohhHhhHh BUT IT IS" FUCK NO DONT KILL HER OOOOOOOOOHHHH TED'S DEAD SHIT OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH ROBERT'S ACTING IS *CHEF'S KISS* DAMN OH SHIT TED *NOW* TED IS DEAD FUCK HIDGENS IS HERE NOOOOOOOOOOO IS HE GONNA KILL HER ??? OH SHIT OH FUCK LUCY'S CAUGHT IN  A BEAR TRAP WHY ARE PPL SAYING WORKING BOYS IN THE CHAT ??? OH THATS WHY !!!!!! YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHH MINE IS A LITTLE BEHIND IS SHE BROKE ??????? OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHA I KNEW IT HIDGENS GOT PLAYED THATS ON YOU BUDDY OH FUCK HIM UP LUCY ! BECKY BARNES ????? HATCHFIELD LORE ???? WAS SHE RUNNING AWAY FROM HIS HUSBAND IS THAT WHY SHE CLIMBED A TREE APE MAN SHOW UP PLZ WHO IS IT THO ?????? JEFF HELL YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK JESUS CHRIST APE MAN YEEEEAAAHHH WOOLY FOOT ?????? IS IT CHUMBY???? OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH HAHAHA YEEEEAAHHH HOW DID HIDGENS KNOW ????? OH IS IT OVER ?????? NOOOOOOOOOOOO I WANTED MORE ;-----; THIS WAS SO GOOD THO OOOHHH FUCK ANOTHER MUSIC NUMBER JAMIE YOU LOOK AMAZING !!!!!!!!!! I CANT WAIT FOR THESE SONGS TO BE AVAILABLR FOR US (IN LIKE 3 YEARS CAUSE IM BROKE SKSKSKSK) HE DANCES THE CAN CAN ?????? OKAY I SKIPPED A BIT TO BE ON TIME WITH EVERYBODY "ARE YOU FUCKKING HIGH????" YEEEEEEEEEAH PART 2 BABEY !!!!! NICK'S HAIR LOOKS AMAZING OMG OH ???????? BILL AND ALICE !!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD I MISSED THEM !!!!!!!!! OH THE TEEN ANGST I LOVE BILL SM HE'S SUCH A GOOD DAD DEB ????WHY WOULD U HURT BABY ALICE LIKE THIS ???? "I MIGHT NEVER SEE DEB AGAIN" GOD ALICE CHILL OUT LET HER BE A PLAY WRITER BILL CMON "MY BUDDY PAUL" AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH BLINKY ??? I DONT TRUST THAT AT ALL FUCK NO JOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHNNNN I DONT TRUST HES CHARACTER THO OOOOHHH LOVE DISCOUNTS I DIDNT LIKE THE WORKER CALLING HER PRINCESS THO, SHES BILL'S DAUGHTER NOT YOURS OOOOOOHHHHHH NO OH NONONONOONO BILL IS GOING TO DIE I JUST KNOW IT BLINKY IS EVIL I CAN FEEL IT ALICE NO NO LITTERING WHORE JAMES !!!!!!!!!! ALICE IS ALSO GOING TO DIE MAYBE RIGHT NOW WHO KNOWS BLNKY WTF SHE IS A MINOR WTF AAAAAH I DONT LIKE IT HERE JAMES ILY BUT THIS CHARACTER IS CREEPY AS SHIT I DONT LIKE IT HAHAHAH TIGHT LOVE THEME PARK STUPID SHIRTS "I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE FUNNY" HAHAHAHAH DROWSY TOWN ? THE CHAT PULLED MY ATTENTION TO THAT BUT I DONT GET WHY ? IS THIS BAD "I'D FOLLOW YOU ANYWHERE" THIS IS SUCH A DAD THING TO SAY OH ALICE CMON DONT SAY THAT BILL CUT IT OUT WITH DECIDING YOUR KIDS FUTURE THATS NOT FUN OH GOD I DONT TRUST THAT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NO NO NO NO "AHOY BOYS AND GIRLS" NO NONONONONO UNCLE WILEY FUCK OFF THE SNIGGLES NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUUUUUUUUUCK NOOOOO AHHHHHHHHHHHHH "WE'RE THE SNIGGLES DONT BE SCARED" YOU KNOW WHAT SNIGGLES I AM SCARED BUT HELL YEAH SONG TIME OOOOOOOHHH FUCK IT UP JAMES OH ARE THEY GONNA LIKE GIVE THE AUDIENCE A SLEEP INDUCING DRUG OR SOMETHING ??????? "DONT BLINK" AHAHAHA I DONT TRUST THAT AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH "GREAT WE'RE DEAD" HAHAHAH THE SONG WAS A BOP THO "WHAT ARE THE SNIGGLES?" GREAT QUESTION ALICE "NOW U KNOW HOW I FELT WHEN I HAD TO SEAT THROUGH DEH" HAHHAHAHA "SEE U IN A SNIG" HAHAHA SNIGGLETTE ???U OKAY BBY??? OOOOOOOOHHH MORE SONGS HELL YEAH I LOVE ANGELA'S VOICE SM THE SNIGGLE PUNS ARE KINDA CONFUSING ME NGL WHY WAS THAT SO SAD OMG OOOOOOOH SHIT OH FUCK THEYRE GONNA KILL HER I JUST KNOW IT OMG "PRAISE THE WATCHER" OH MY GOD PLZ DONT KILL HER "UNTIL HE'S SEEN EVERYTHING" W H A T LAUREN'S VOICE SKSKSK SO CUTE PAPA SNIGGLE I DO NOT TRUST YOU THOSE ARE ALIVE ARENT THEY ????? OH FUCK SNIGGLETTE IS SHE OKAY ????????? "ANGELA R U ALRIGYT" WHAT "SHUT UP JEFF" OH MY GOD I DONT LIKE WHEN THEYRE SELF AWARE SKSKSKSK " U CAN SHUT THE HELL UP LAUREN" HAHAHAHA BILL OMG HE'S SUCH A DAD HAHAHAHAH ALICE IS SO NICE DO THEY NOT KNOW "ARON AROOON" HAHHAHA OH CHURROS I LOVE THOSE THE GIRL SHE DOESNT LIKE ?????? OH NON BINARY RIGHTS LOVE IT "IS THIS A FRIEND OF ZIGS" OH LOVE RESPECTFUL DAD DEB NOT COOL OH ALICE SHIT ALICE BBY IF SHES CHEATING ON YOU THATS NOT ON UR DAD STOP SHITTING ON HIM LIKE THIS "ITS UR MOTHERS FAULT" OH MY GOD HAHAHHAHA GREG AND ALISON ? AND BETH ?? DOES BETH LIKE HER ????OH NOOOOOO GREG NO U SHITTY SON OF A BITCH GOD FUCKING PUNCH HIM OH  NO HAHAHA FUCK NO THEYRE ALL POSESSED ARENT THEY THATS THE TEEN FROM THE MOVIE THEATER HAHAHHA "it lagged ;-; now we wait" A MAN IN A HURRY HAHAHAHHA OH SHIT BILL IS MAD IS HE POSESSED TOO ??????? OH SHIT WHATS HAPPENING BLINKY ????????? OH NO OH NO SHES GONNA HAVE A PANIC ATTACK THEYRE GONNA BE FINE RIGTH ??????? RIGHT ???? BREATHING EXERCISES BABY CMON OH NO PLZ DONT DO ANYTHING STUPID BILL NOOOOOOOOOOO BILL PLZ DONT DIE AGAIN I LOVE YOU SM PUT UR SEATBELT BACK ON PLZ NOOOOOOOOO OH THEYRE BOTH GOING TO FALL ARENT THEY OH NO OH MY GOD OH SHIT PHONE IS BROKEN OOPS AWN IM GONNA CRY PLZ LET THEM SURVIVE I BEG YOU NICK LANG OOOOOOOOH TWILIGHT BUT GAY I AM *HERE* FOR IT OOOOOH THANK GOD THEYRE SAFE THANK YOU NICK LANG BILL YOURE SUCH A GOOD DAD OH GOD SHIT ALICE CHILL OUT ITS JUST A PHONE BABE "SHE KNOWS IM WATCHING HER" I DONT TRUST THAT IS *SHE* POSESSED OR IS THIS JUST TEEN ANGST ALICE UR DAD IS TRYING HIS BEST PLZ CUT HIM SOME SLACK OH MARIAH TURNED HER CAMERA OFF OH DEAR GOD WHAT DOES THAT MEAN HAHAH I LOVE LIVE BLOOPS OH MY GOD BLINKY IS TERRIFYING FUCK NO DO NOT GET THAT WIGGLY JUNIOR BILL DONT HOW ??????? OH MARIAH IS BACK WHAT DOES THIS MEAN ??????? WHY CANT BILL GET THE MALLET THING DONT TAKE IT YES SMART LAUREN ? SKSKKSS WHAT MADAM IRIS I DO NOT TRUST YOU WHAT ?????? IS THAT ALICE'S PHONE ???? BILL DONT GET SCAMMED OH ITS AN ALL SEEING IPHONE ALICE CHILL PLZ IS HE GONNA DIE ????? PLZ NICK DONT DO THAT ALICE DONT DONT KILL UR DAD 49.95 AGAIN BILL PLZ TRY ANOTHER GAME JAMES DAMN THATS RUTHLESS BILL WHAT AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH IS THAT REAL ???????? IT CANT BE ??????? OH ITS NOT REAL ARE THEY MAKING THEM HATE THEIR FAMILIES AND KILL EACH OTHER ?? A TENDER KISS ON THE CHEEK FROM A DEMON HOW NICE GUYS PLZ JUST GO TO THERAPY I BEG U WHAT ARE U GONNA DO BILL? KICK HER HEAD ??????? (SORRY I HAD TO) BLINKY'S FUNHOUSE THAT SOUNDS WARM AND COMFORTING THIS IS LIKE THE OPPOSITE OF NOT UR SEED FIGHTING IN THE MIRROR PART OF A FUN HOUSE IS ALWAYS A GOOD HORROR MOVIE TROPE OH FUCK ARE THEY GONNA WAKE UP OH FUCK PLZ WAKE UP ESCAPE THIS ALIVE YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH OH SHES GONNA SHOOT HIM ISNT SHE ????? SHES GONNA SHOOT HIM I JUST KNOW IT HES AWAKE SHES NOT IS BLINKY GONNA KILL THEM ?? OOOOOOOOHHHHHH FUCK I KNEW IT OH HELL YEAH ALICE FUCK IT UP ARE THEY GONNA DROW ?? OH NO OKAY DID THEY SURVIVE ???? IS SHARED TRAUMA GONNA SAVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP SKSKSKKS THEY SURVIVED !!!!!!!!! THANK YOU NICK LANG (AGAIN) WAIT HOW DID SHE GET HER PHONE BACK ? OH MADAM IRIS DID GIVE HER PHONE BACK AWWNNNNNNNN ALICE THIS ONE HAD A HAPPY ENDING YAY WELL IG THE OTHER DID TOO BUT NOT FOR THE CHARACTERS WE KNEW

THIS WAS SO GOOD I LOVER STAKID !!!!!!!!!!! I JUST WISHED I WASNT BROKE SO I COULD PAY FOR THE NEXT ONES KSKSKSKSK WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU GUYS TO DO YOUR REACTIONS FOR THE NEXT ONES !!!

I HEARD GREG AND IT WAS CRAIG SKSKKSSK OOPS

*from this part on is reactions from after the show when starkid was answering questions from the chat*

YEEAAH VOTE FOR BIDEN HELL YEAH STARKID

"THE WITCH IN THE WEB" WEBBY ???????? DO WE GET TO SEE HANNAH AGAIN ?????

A THEORY ON TUMBLR FROM REDDIT ON A INSTAGRAM ACC ON YT OH MY GOD SKSKSKSKKS

THE STORIES ARE CANON !!!!!!!!! THEORIES LETS GO GANG

STARKID FANS WHO CAN DONATE TO STARKID PLZ DO I WISH I COULD DONATE TO THESE TALENTED PPL G O D

I WAS CORRECT IT WAS KONK WITH A K

NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE YES!!!!!! WORKING BOYS !!!!

"NICK LANG IS A BOSS"

MARIAH: SAYS FUCK AS ALICE ALSO MARIAH: GEEKED THE *FREAKED* OUT

TIP JAR HAS BEEN OUT FOR 11 YEARS HELL YEAH

HOW TF DO YOU SPELL ZIGGS BTW

OOOHHH THEYRE FAKE THAT MAKES SENSE OK NOT FAKE COMFIRMED BUT PROBABLY FAKE LETS HOPE DEB DIDNT ACTUALLY CHEAT

"WELL I WAS BORN IN 1989" HAHAHAHA

BECKY CLIMBED WHILE RUNNING FROM HER HUSBAND I FEEL LIKE THATS WHAT THATS ABOUT

OH GOODIE I GET TO WATCH THEM LATER IDK WHEN BUT AT LEAST IK SOMEDAY

BLINKY VS WIGGLY

OH CMON NICK I WANTED TO KNOW ;-;

THIS WAS SO NICE I MISSED THEM ;-;

[thegoddessofthestars]

Who Still Shows Up on Their First Day of Work Anymore, Anyway?

(A piece I wrote for the Mall Au)

Rose Williams, (just for those who didn’t already know), the 18 year old Dominican Jamaican who dropped out of college inn her sophomore year; the one with brown and bright, yet dark eyes and the cute tooth gapped smile and the voluptuous dark locks, which were currently falling over her rather clear face; the one who sniggles at horrible jokes, snores lightly, laid out lazily on her twin bed in an equally as small and crowded, yet big and organized room. She still slept in the same pose and had the same breathing pattern that she had unconsciously developed sometime during the 7th grade when Britney Vega made fun of her for ‘sleeping like a Gorrila’ during a sleepover she had earned a pity invite to; quietly and as gracefully as a girl can.

The plain cream walls were adorned with posters of various celebrities and photographs of the young woman all around the room as well, each depicting a time before some type of outrageous and somewhat illegal activity ensued or right after they did. There is one polaroid above her bed, held there by tape, of a time during one of these adventures. She holds the camera, effectively capturing her friends jumping across a threshold of two neighboring buildings, her face from the node up being shown. Her hair was straight then, it was a different time. But not a different Rose. It couldn’t have been any later than 10 am and everything was right in the world. Everything was preserved perfectly in the stillness of–

“Rose!” The door to the mixed race girl slammed opened with enough force to banish Satan himself from the world, or in this case, the angels of rest from Rose’s body, prompting her to push herself up on her palms, turning her head towards her door, hair still eclipsing her face. Her mother, a 40 year robust, but chunky Dominican with shortened straightened burgundy and brown hair who, too, had brown intense eyes and an ugly laugh, stood in the door way, dressed to leave, looking angrier than a rabid chihuahua who just wanted to go outside.

“Why aren’t you up yet? She asks as Rose simply yawns and shamelessly shrugs her shoulders. "Get up and get ready, you’re going to be late! You have a job now, pendejo, you can’t afford to be late.” The woman then promptly exited the room, slamming the door closed as if her presence wasn’t enough to wake the poor girl. She stands a moment later, stretching in such a way that her shoulder, elbows, and spinal column erupted in a series of tiny pops before following the same ritual with her legs. She looks to her dresser, as she did almost everyday she’d wake up in this room before raiding it like a fat kid with a stack of singles in a candy store, pulling a white shirt, monochrome shorts and some socks. She throws them on quickly, happy she decided to shower last night, though she did all around hate the idea of doing so.

She checks her phone to see just how badly she’d done herself. Rose could recall every time in her decade and some change life span that she put an alarm on, including the time from last night when she did. She double and tripled checked that she had done so. What had done her in that morning was not the lack of the alarm but the lack of noise that left her phone. The ringer. The traitorous ringer had not been on. She stares at the top section of her phone at the digitally displayed speaker with a slash through it in anguish as she remembers the point in time when she had tapped the button to turn the ringer on before looking down, about mid way, to the time. In big, bold, mocking letters, the clock read '9:50’. Rose’s brown eyes widened in shock as the synapses in her brain snapped and popped as she remembered the time written in the email; the time she was supposed to report for opening was 9:00. The store was supposed to open at 10:00

“Shit!” She exclaims, now out in the hallway and scrambling to the bathroom in a still quasi-sleeping stupor. “Watch your motherfucking mouth, I’m not gonna keep telling you!” Her mother yells just as Rose slammed the bathroom door closed.The amount of focus Rose possessed just then tripled and then quadropuled as she seemed to gain access to more than 10% of her brain.

Cabinet, open. Toothpaste, grab. Look, cup. Toothbrush, grab. Toothpaste, open. Toothpaste, queeze. Toothbrush, catch. Cold water, on. Brush, teeth.

She looks into the mirror and was met with determined eyes, the same eyes that witnessed a myriad of things she’d never be able to tell.

Toothpaste, spit. Hands, water. Water, mouth. Mouth, swish. Mouth, spit.

She turns to the cabinet above the toilet and advances it, relishing in the taste of blood in her mouth. You could’t tell her she didn’t brush her teeth adequately this morning.Cabinet, open.

Washcloth, grab.

She turns around again and slides back in place behind the sink. There was a steady intensity increasing as she felt her heart beating in time to the war drums in her mind.

Cold water, off. Hot water, on. Wash cloth, wet.

The cloth is on her face, steaming in the mirror as she, again, peers into her own soul, scrubbing a night’s sleep away from her face quickly and quietly. Her brain slows again and she backs away, nodding at herself, grabbing a handful of scrunchies with one hand and balling up the cloth with the other. On her way out of the rocked bathroom, she shoots the rag and makes it into the hamper in the corner, as usual.

She dips back into her room and grabs a brush, her wallet, her phone and her name tag before dipping out at the speed of sound. Her mother, upon seeing her come out of the room, grabs her arm, as though she was six and didn’t know how to walk, and basically drags her out of the apartment. If no one knew the two any better, they’d label it as a kidnapping with the amount of force and speed Rose’s mother brought her out and to the car. The car locks click and both women get in smoothly, pulling of just as smoothly. The radio was on and blasting a smooth 70’s styled song.

Rose smooths her hair out of her face with her hand before bringing the brush to it. She caught some naps here and there but, smoothed things out before smoothly capturing the beastly, but amazing, hair into two twin buns. She relishes how her face looks on that particular day. She looked pretty ador–.

Of course. As if her hair had become birds in a now opened cage, the hairs in the front of her head sprung free and down into her face, taunting her. Rose tries to tuck her hair back but, again and again, and again, the hair just came back out. The darkskinned girl sighs and just rolls with hit. Without even looking to her mother, Rose could already feel her mother staring a hole in her face. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. “What is it, mama?” She asks, as though she didn;t already know the answer. Her mother took this as an invitation and begins to chastise Rose for all of her hair decisions.

When she was 15, well technically 14, Rose had saved up money from whatever she had left over from the day, and ran down to her local barber shop and got a hair cut to a scary length, commonly known among the African American hair community as the big chop. Everybody and their moms, dads, sisters, brothers, and cousins, first and second removed, had asked her why and she simply said because she knew it could be better. She didn’t regret it either. Her hair was badly damaged before and now it was flourishing like a beautiful flower. Her mother hated it because she knew she was taking after her sister, who had done the same and stopped 'killing’ her hair, or that’s how Rose and her sister called it.

Rose’s mother, though she was full Dominican, was more invested in gentrification and the assimilation of the American culture, which dictated, for the most part that straightened hair was in and would always be. And so now, she was going on a rant, as she always did, about how 'unruly’ Rose’s 'mop’ was. The younger woman looked out of her window and remembered why she was up, in the car with her hair hating mother.The mall had always been a safe haven for her. As she looks out at the zooming streets, she’d remembered vividly all of the times she’d been there with her three friends to wait out her mother, who had to work on the other side of town, whenever she’d get in trouble. It was where she’s had her first kiss and dumped that same pair of lips. This was the very same mall where she’d broken down in front of her friends when she received notice that she’d be staying wither mother rather than her father, who now lived in Southern California and the first place she’d gone when she had runaway from home. It was also the same place where she’d first been reprimanded for running away. And now it would her first actual, non-part-time, job.All this is to say, really, that the mall was more of a home than her current and past home were homes. And she loved it more than anything.