Avalon had been inconsolably drunk that new years eve, which was a  dangerous idea of hers, seeing as she had been working at Big Rico's the same night. Quite simply because drunk people were hungry people, or was it that hungry people were drunk people. She couldn't quite think which way it would be... but that didn't really make any difference and had finally settled on the fact that: hungry people were drunk people. There wasn't any other way was there? Ignoring such a impending, yet absurd question, she pulled herself from under the blanket, and realized there was a bright light streaming through the window. Her head hurt. That would have been the amount of pizza she'd eaten before going to bed. Cheese was bad for sleeping. The college had stopped for Winter vacation... or so it would seem. She had received such a strange notification that it would be locked up until further notification was assumed. Catching the last few minutes of the radio broadcast she sighed. No Water huh. She questioned herself. There wasn't ever any water where she was, so would that mean she would now have water? what even was water? Avalon frowned of course it was just a liquidized chemical that hydrated human brains and bodies. Chemistry Avalon, Chemistry she reminded herself. Walking out of her bedroom, wearing nothing but a bed sheet, she turned on the tap.<br/>To her absentminded surprise there was no water. No water indeed. She thought to herself again. Looking at the sun outside the window it told her she needed to head to the restaurant. A notification of strange float-ness told her that Big Rico would be cross. Turning to put on clothes, she left the bed sheet on the kitchen floor. Pulled on a simple, yet ample amount of clothes she left her apartment and headed to Big Rico's to see what was needed of her for now. He was always so bothersome, wanting her to work all the time. It was quite a problem for her.