Eeva doesn’t cope well with tornadoes. ._.;
I got woken up suddenly by my mother at 7, telling me there was a tornado warning for Toronto and to get down in the basement. I was like, “lolwut?”
Seeing as I wasn’t quite awake, I grabbed a load of my stuff and ducked down into the basement, where I watched in horror as houses I could walk to had their roofs torn off.
Now all you in tornado alley are probably laughing at me, but dude, I’m a city-slicker from Toronto, WE DON’T GET TORNADOES. The sky does not turn green where I come from.
Worst part? I was consumed by thoughts of going out and surfing. ;_;