Olive Addams woke up to the scent of something burning. Greaaaaaat, she thought. Tom is burning shit again. She got up, slipped on a hoodie and pants, and made her way into the kitchen. Sure enough, her roommate, Tom, was making breakfast. Or trying to, more like.

"Tom!" she called.

"Yeah?"

"What are you making?"

"French Toast!"

"What are you using as the heat source, my new mixtape?"

"Did you ask me that question only for that joke?"

"Yes, I did!"

"Knew it." just then, the smoke from the burned French Toast drifted into the smoke alarm, causing it to go off. Tom grabbed a chair and started fiddling with the smoke alarm.

"Great. Next time, leave the cooking to me!"

"Then we won't eat 'til noon!"

"Waking up at noon is too early for me, you know that!"

"Alright, got it!" he called as the smoke alarm stopped.

"Let's just get donuts, kay?"

"Kay."

"Great. I'll drive." she grabbed her keys, wallet, and Tom, and walked down the stairs out the doors of her apartment complex. She pulled out of the parking lot, and into the street.

It took her about five minutes to get to the donut shop, and as she pulled up to the drive-through, she turned to Tom. 

"What do you want?"

"Gimme a glazed donut."

"You want... a glazed donut?"

"What's wrong with a glazed donut?"

"Nothing, it's just... basic. You could get any kind of donut, and you choose glazed?"

"I like glazed."

"Fine." She pulled up, and the little box crackled.

"Alright, what do you want?"

"A glazed donut and a chocolate donut with sprinkles."

"Okay. That's $2.17. Pull up to the first window." 

"Cool beans." She turned back to Tom. "You're paying for your donut."

"Dude, it's like, two bucks and change. I'll pay for our donuts if that's what you want."

"Nope. Just your donut."

"Fine." She pulled up to the window and handed the person inside a dollar 17. Tom handed her a dollar. She also handed that over.

"Pull up to the next window." 

"Kay." She drove up and snagged the donuts. As she was pulling out of the parking lot, her she glanced over to the building. It had an entire wall that was just windows, so she saw everything.

"Hey." she patted Tom's shoulder.

"Yeah?"

"I think that guy has a bomb."

"WHAT?!"

"YEAH!"

"WELL HOLY SHIT CALL THE POLICE!" She fumbled with her phone for a moment, but it was too late. 

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.

An explosion rocked the building. Green fire burst from the restaurant, and a wave of energy slammed over them. 

"FUCK!" Tom screamed. Olive screamed too, and shot off down the street, nearly hitting six people. Her car screeched into the parking lot, just as sirens began in the distance.