C7

Emerald’s POV

Hmm, um hmm hmm Emerald hummed a song that’s been stuck in her head for far too long. “Thought he said there was a fridge stocked up with food or was he just pulling my legs, that’s so mean, I’m hungry” rubbing my stomach at the rumbling sound it made.

Observing a silver-colored door, having the prospect of being able to find the fridge inside, reaching towards it, I opened it up