Refrigerator my theatre teacher wanted us to dismantle. Two slightly apart, so nobody could hide behind it, and a cat tree a step up in-between. Saw it as my third fridge, I was "home." I didn't want to dismantle, it was a perfectly good fridge. Opened up the freezer door and found a bunch of ice cream bars. Called out my theatre teacher on her stupidity, and she was at a table nearby, unpacking loads of ice cream bars.