“What are you gonna do?” asked Josh.

“Oh, you’ll see” said Lemonade. “Tomorrow we’re driving” said Lemonade as Doreen and Fiona drove past in a white convertible.

“Alright” said Strudel. “I’m driving though.” Later on, it was thundering and lightning and raining really hard. Waffles’ doorbell rang. Tom was standing there with an umbrella.

“I live in Apple” he said.

“I don’t care” said Waffles. “How do you know where I live?”

“Pia told me” said Tom.

“Damn her” said Waffles. “What are you doing here?”

“Just thought I’d drop by” said Tom. “Let you know where I lived.”

“I really don’t care” said Waffles.

“So..” Tom continued, “You still with Smog?”

“Tom” said Waffles. “Go home, please.”

“God, I want you.” said Tom, and he pushed her down on the couch.

“Tom!” Waffles screamed, “Stop it!” her cries were drowned out by the thunder. The doorbell rang again. “Come in!” Waffles cried. Tom looked up as the door opened.