The News!
Candy and Frank, as infallible as ever, sat behind the desk of the KWIT City News, the camera focused on them, their teeth bright and white and shining. Hair perfectly quaffed. Ever the ideal - if somewhat fake - television personalities.
"And get this, Frank." Candy laughed her tittering, false laugh.
"Get what?" Frank turned in his chair slightly, leaning in to his co-anchor. What the camera didn't pick up was the spike of booze that his breath held. Frank had been drinking again. He mooned a little in the direction of the pretty girl to his side.
"City Hall was burned down and rebuilt within a night's time!"
"Will wonders never cease."
"It's important! It's news! The people should know!"
"But why? It was fixed, right?"
"Can I just report on this without you getting snarky?"
"No."
"It seems that the deed was done by two..."
"Who cares."
"I care, Frank! I care!"
"I don't. Windy, do you care?"
"I don't care about anything!" Came an off-screen voice. "What is there to care about when there's no fucking actual weather?"
"Windy!" Candy's eyes were wide.
"What? It's true. My job, my whole life, it's supposed to be weather! But this shit never changes! It's always nice out. Sometimes it rains a little. But where are the big snows? Where are the storms that wreck buildings? Where is the goddamned fucking bastard asshole......"