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Pham Thi Anh Sang

Chocolate was one of the ultimate Goods in the world. Cookies were another, but Anh Sang already had that field covered. Hopefully. Maybe. At least they looked edible. This was a good thing, she thought. Since grabbing random people from the hallways seemed like a good method for dealing with the elections, she decided just to revert back to that. She liked to think that she was getting a good record for it, and it seemed like people were starting to get used to the idea because now they were just getting out of the way. It was great! Now she didn't have to keep bumping into people!

She might have been out of money after buying all of those bananas earlier but Anh Sang was a girl and moreover, she was pretty young. She had lots of chocolate. Always. Granted, not all of it was pure chocolate that people normally used for making hot chocolate but it would totally work out. Caramel was nice and sweet and toffee was good and oh, so was mint and cherry filling.

Anh Sang felt reasonably confident with herself as she flew down the hallway -not really, but her butterflies were supporting her candy bag behind her. It was close enough. The very first thing she did was look around the crowd for somebody familiar. Since there wasn't anybody, she just literally picked a normal person, skidding to a stop right in front of them.

"Hi! I'm Anh Sang! I need help doing things for the election!"

Pham Thi Anh Sang

She puffed out her cheeks in annoyance. "Nooo! I'm running for student council!" Anh Sang corrected the older girl. "I don't have any brothers or sisters anyways and I think I'm doing pretty well right now!" Mentally, she was checking off a bunch of things off of her to-do list. Finding the information club, talking with Wei, baking cookies, doing fun election things with Morgan. It was a good month.

"I need help making hot chocolate to give people, though." Since it seemed to work so well before, Anh Sang stared up, widening her eyes into what she thought was a cute expression. "Could you help me? The stoves are too high and stuff melts weirdly."

Pham Thi Anh Sang

"Eh?" To be perfectly honest, no, Anh Sang hadn't noticed that she had managed to find yet another student council candidate. She glanced around quickly at the walls, as if there would be some magical thing which would change it so that she hadn't just made a small mistake. Sure enough, there were pictures of the blonde-haired girl up there.

She squinted. On second thought, that girl did seem a bit familiar now. Maybe that was why she had chosen her.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Pham Thi Anh Sang!" The elementary schooler introduced herself proudly, since it felt like she had to give a long name to match the other girl's long name. "Of course I'm running for president! Isn't that the point of the election?"

Pham Thi Anh Sang

Anh Sang cheered, complete with audible effects and an energetic fist pump. "Okay, yay! Thank you! I was in the kitchen before so I can probably get the pans and stuff," she said happily.

Did they need knives for hot chocolate, though? Some of the candy was pretty big and kind of hard. She guessed that they could always just bang it against something, though, or chuck it in the way it was.

She grabbed Anastasia's hand and began pulling her urgently towards the kitchens. "It's this way!"

Pham Thi Anh Sang

"Well, yeah, I've never actually made any either," Anh Sang admitted. "Not the real stuff, anyways. The powdery stuff is good sometimes when you want it fast but I don't think restaurants actually serve it that way." Surely nobody would take the easy way out for a quick buck, right? People wouldn't just buy a cheap packet of dried stuff and mix it with water and call it fresh, right?

"This way is definitely better!" She said in full confidence, despite having no idea what she was doing. "It's not that hard to make hot chocolate. It's just milk and melted chocolate and marshmallows!"