A/N: HEYY! MY FIRST FANFIC! :3 I wasn't going to even upload this, but my friend insisted I post this lil'short one (very very short, like 230-ish words), and to make other little shorts in the future, since I have some other drafts. o- o I'm also working on a post-Reckoning short, (well, not really, give or take 2k words) about Graves and Dru.

I'm not sure if I'm even going to continue this, but :P if you have any ideas, i'll be happy to make a short for you! :D

I OWN NOTHING. CHARACTERS ARE ALL LILI .

McDonalds. Burger King. A&W. Which one should I chose? Burgers, tacos or noodles? Choices. So many choices, so difficult each night. Each night, a different poison. I wonder why I haven't died of heart failure yet. Must be a cruel act of god, not killing me just yet. Sure, I want to be teaching or specializing in Physics on day, but how the fuck am I going to get in university if I'm living in a freaking mall? I'll be lucky if I even get to stay in this shit hole any longer, security guards have caught wind that somebody has been walking through these abandoned hallways of this mall. Well, I guess I can't really do anything, when they find this office, and when they catch me hallelujah, another foster family. Heellooo! I wonder if my mother even knows I still exist. I wonder if she even wants me back. When she finds out that I still am, she won't want me back. Doesn't want her latest boyfriend to be inconvenienced with me, not that I give a damn. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself, but since I'm not eighteen yet, the state doesn't want to hear it. Like foster families are even a solution. If they even got to see the real thing, they'll let me keep on living like i am. Pfft. I shake my head, bringing myself back to the current problem at hand. McDonald's, Taco Bell, or Jimmy the Greek? I catch the smell of pork and fried dough. Smells good. I think I'll have Chinese tonight...