WHO: Elle, Cathy + Open WHAT: Mysterious yet zany hijinxs.... going from strip club to strip club because Spike is mean WHERE: All over the central downtown area WHEN: Sunday night RATED: R
Elle arrived quickly to Cathy's home and knocked at the door. She was an absolute mess- something she never liked her friends to see unless it was an absolute emergency. It was an absolute emergency. Her beloved Bruiser was gone, she didn't remember a couple of nights and that Spike jerkface had told her she was a stripper. How could be not remember being a stripper? ....There was that one time in college when she was drunk but this was totally different. She didn't remember being drunk. She didn't even have alcohol in her apartment!
She was dressed in a pink tracksuit with her hair an absolute mess. She wasn't wearing any makeup and worse- her hair wasn't styled. This was beyond a category five emergency. This was far, far worse.
"Cathy! Open the door!" She screeched, impatient and feeling otherwise more moody that usual.