Frit looked through her journal labeled "Social Experiments" and sighed. Social experiments were difficult. There were so very many factors, it was impossible to get a control group, and over and over again nightmares refused to come back for re-testing. Apparently being asked the same ten questions over again and again hundreds of times, while changing seemingly small things, was not many nightmare's idea of a fun time. The nightmare shoved the notebook away from her-self. Everyone preformed these social interactions, why were they not also interested in researching it? There were so many questions! Fit sat down at one of the cafeteria tables, her sign; Looking for Volunteers. Payed in cookies out front, easy to see. She rested her head in her hands as she waited, not having the highest hopes for her usual lunchtime test. One Little Jay
