Ansley's Point of View
So my best friend, Jenny, was in a plane crash when coming to visit me. Chloe and she were in the same hospital wing. I went in the wrong room right when Chloe woke up. I brought tacos because that was my friends favorite food. Chloe woke up right when I walked in. I said my name, threw the tacos at her, and ran away. Chloe thought she was Mexican and was bound to open a taco food truck. I was dragged into it. After Chloe got out of the hospital, she stole a food truck. Then, broke into my house and somehow convinced me to work with her in her food truck business as partners. Chloe's Point of View I was coming home from New York on a plane sitting next to any annoying girl who was talking about how she was excited to see someone named Ansley. I slept up until I heard the speakers on the plane saying that there was high turbulence. I jumped out of the plane and right before I blacked out I saw a mattress truck. When I woke up there was someone standing at my hospital room door. She said her name was Ansley, through the tacos at me and ran away. Somehow the tacos she had made me think I was Mexican. Why? I don’t know. I was convinced that my life depended on steeling a taco truck. So, I did. After that I broke into Ansley’s house and convinced her to be her business partner. And just like that we became Twin Tacos. |