An Inventor

Michelle Whitehead was living in the house just up the road from Lauren. They never interacted much but one week ago Michelle was walking up the road heading back home from doing some errands around town. While she was heading up Lauren had spotted her and saw a chance that she couldn’t miss. Even though the amount of times the two of them talked could be counted on both hand and have room over Lauren had managed to correctly gleam the Michelle had an immense phobia of snakes. Now Lauren knew that no snakes lived around here and that even if a snake lived out near here it would most likely be sleeping at this time of day but Michelle didn’t know that.

With that Lauren Yelled with a deeper then usual voice “ Hey oh gosh lady that’s a huge snake following you lady you better run!”. With that false warning Michelle was flung into a blind panic. She ran with all her might and the whole street got the view of a grown lady running like a bull was after her and yelling something incoherently about a snake chasing her. She reached her door, opened it and slammed it back shut.

After a bit of allowing herself to catch her breath she realized that she had been played hard. She also realized that Lauren was the one who did it. Lauren had painted a massive target on her back as Michelle had quite the affinity for inventions and gadgets and she was about ready to finish up her next invention and Lauren’s humiliation was a perfect field test for it.