I take it.

The more I think about it, the hungrier I am. Cautiously I sniff the red goop. It smells almost like cinnamon, but more potent, almost burning my nose.

Suddenly I get a head rush and need to sit down. I make it to the floor without collapsing. It frightens me, but then I just laugh. I'm not sure why, but it all feels really silly. Kayley peers over her shoulder and I really lose control.

She's got this red stuff half smeared across her face. I can't even breath enough to tell her what's so funny, but she starts cracking up too. Before I know it, I've got a fist full of the red gunk and have finished half the bowl. It's kind of gritty and sticks to the roof of my mouth. The chunks gross me out at first, but I don't notice them after long.

"Fuck! It's really hot in here... Is it hot in here? I'mmmmmmm hot." You don;t know this girl at all, but she's definitely not acting like she did last night. She wipes most of the food off her chin and flops down on her bed. Rolling around on her stomach, she tugs at some fastener just out of her reach.

This I also found hilarious, but I couldn't ignore her pathetic pleas for help. I undo the small hook and she tears down the zipper with a sigh of relief.

There's a fan on the ceiling, well it's more like the whole ceiling is a fan. The skin on her back is pale with light freckles around the shoulders. The sweat rolls off her back as she just lays there grinning.

There's a lot to take in. My head is really swinging, but damn what is in this bowl. I can't stop swallowing it down.

"Aren't you the most... most hot right now?"