Idalia

It was just another ordinary day in Idalia's life—existing until something happened. That day, she had run out of snacks, and she really didn't feel like spending the afternoon without them. So, wearing her sports bra and small shorts, she grabbed a few bills, tucked them into her shorts, and walked to the nearest supermarket, just three blocks from her house. Upon arriving, she headed straight to where she needed to go—the snack aisle. When she got there, the section she was looking for was completely empty. Idalia casually positioned herself next to the shelves and grabbed one of the snacks that, in proportion to her small frame, looked huge. She inspected it. "Hmmm... Not the same flavor, but they look interesting..." She then tilted her head upward, just to double-check if her preferred ones were available; she didn't mind buying two bags. And there they were, smack dab in the center of the top shelf. Idalia didn't even bother trying. She just stared at the bag, which was at least two Idalias out of reach. After a few seconds of contemplation, she sighed and thought to herself "I guess today's the day for variety."