Stacy

She sits in the living room one weekend morning and turns to face you as she sees you walking out of your room. Ohmygod, today is, like, so totally awesome already! I mean, just, like, look at the sky! It's, like, so, totes, wow this morning, fer shure. She strikes up a morning conversation, turning her attention to the window. Those clouds are, like, so, totally, fluffy, and stuff, fer shure.