Della Decanay
Della shook her head in response to Kody's question, and, grabbing her hot chocolate, took a step out of the door with Olivia, waiting for Kody. Della knew what it was like to have no clue who you really are. Taking a sip of her hot chocolate, she choked, not expecting to be so hot. Olivia started jumping on and down in worry as Della started coughing. "No, no," Della said, waving her hand, "I'm fine, the hot chocolate was just hot. You should wait before drinking though, Olivia."
Sitting down at a table outside of the cafe, she gestured to Olivia to sit with her, and she pulled a smartphone out of her bag. No, my phone, Della thought, shaking her head. It's my phone. She turned it on, and typed 6143 into the password bar. To her relief, although she hadn't had any second thoughts about the password on her phone, the phone unlocked, opening to a background of her, Olivia, and Kody. And a lot of apps. A lot. She saw Flappy Bird, Facebook, Tumblr, and something called Angry Birds. Why are those birds angry? Della thought, before realizing that it was a game. She handed her phone to Olivia as though she had been doing it her entire life, and began to absentmindedly hum a tune that she was not familiar with.
Della shook her head in response to Kody's question, and, grabbing her hot chocolate, took a step out of the door with Olivia, waiting for Kody. Della knew what it was like to have no clue who you really are. Taking a sip of her hot chocolate, she choked, not expecting to be so hot. Olivia started jumping on and down in worry as Della started coughing. "No, no," Della said, waving her hand, "I'm fine, the hot chocolate was just hot. You should wait before drinking though, Olivia."
Sitting down at a table outside of the cafe, she gestured to Olivia to sit with her, and she pulled a smartphone out of her bag. No, my phone, Della thought, shaking her head. It's my phone. She turned it on, and typed 6143 into the password bar. To her relief, although she hadn't had any second thoughts about the password on her phone, the phone unlocked, opening to a background of her, Olivia, and Kody. And a lot of apps. A lot. She saw Flappy Bird, Facebook, Tumblr, and something called Angry Birds. Why are those birds angry? Della thought, before realizing that it was a game. She handed her phone to Olivia as though she had been doing it her entire life, and began to absentmindedly hum a tune that she was not familiar with.