Day Three: Part One

Long time, no see! Yeah, yeah...I haven't been updating much. Sorry! Hopefully you guys will still read this. So, we left off with Nevada almost starving to death. It's nine am and-

Hello? Do you KNOW how long it's been since I've got to talk? 

And here's Nevada, a ray of sunshine. 

What?! I haven't got to talk to the readers in forever!

You think we have readers? I'm flattered.

Well, we got one hundred views. I mean, one person's mom can't check that often. I'm so happy thank you to all the viewers that weren't by people related to her!

Less flattered. 

6/9/13! That's when my save has last been played. Excuse moi if I'm a little cranky.

You know French?

Oui.

Cool. Wait- how?

Well, you know like a few words and I'm a pixel image created by your imagi-

Woah, woah. Let's stop there.

What?

Go to that house.

Which one? 

The Ivanov- is that a word? Ivanov? 

Guess so.

Just go there.

Uh-kay.

I sent Nevada to talk to the elderly lady who was outside. She ended up inviting Nevada inside.

Look! Food! And I'm about to starve!

Not good....

You're telling me. Hm, lobster, steak- I"m gonna have split pea soup!

Really?

What, I'm a vegetarian. 

So am I. 

Really?

Yep. For a year and a half, almost.

Guess we do have something in common...

Surprising, right?

Defiantly.

Look at that family.

This is good soup. Like, usually canned stuff is kinda watery and flavorless, but this is pretty good.

It is? Really? I just kinda thought that the I'm gonna die in five minutes if I don't eat made everything taste better.

*Sticks tongue out*

We can't go a day without that, can we?

Nope. Nein. Non.

No. I get it.  No need to go bilingual.

OH MI GUMMY BEARS! She's eating my soup!!

See?! Hey...she's kinda cute. (Shut up dude. You're kinda married). 

"Ewww! What's that smell?"

"Wasn't me, uh-wait who are you?"

"Nevada."

"Cool. Wait. Why are you in my home, eating my soup?"

Nevada (To Grandma) : We're gonna get married and have two unicorns together and a puppy named Sparkles.

Grandma: WHAT?! Get out!

Nevada: Literally?

Grandma: Whatdoyouthink? 

Nevada: Bye, bye prince charming.

They ended up kicking her out in her PJs. So, Blogger's glitching on me and adding these weird spaces in my posts. I'm going to end her day half way, with Nevada in her PJs, exhausted. Okay? Okay. Thanks for reading, and maybe commenting? Part two coming soon to a blog near you! Well, actually just this one...well part two to something else may be coming on another blog, but Nevada's story is just on this one. Annnnnd I'm gonna stop talking. Or typing. Whatever you want to call it. So, um, yeah. Good night. Or day. Or prevening. Whatever works where you are. So......yeah. Bye bye. (Hopefully not forever!) And P.S. thanks a bajillion for the hundred views....it isn't a lot, but you know. Gotta start small. Really, really small.