Maddy + Moira + Open to Anyone/ Any Amount
Mo had spent the better part of the evening in her office. A new case had landed on her desk that morning and she’d spent hours and hours going over the case. Not only that but there was still mountains of information she still needed from the client. Normally she made it out by midnight, she’d have a drink at the bar and then find some stray cat to drain for dinner but tonight it was 2:30 by the time she left.
Suddenly she felt a snowball hit her square in the face and, just like always, her anger grew exponentially in seconds. She found the culprit, a young blonde and marched up to her. “What the hell is your problem?” She demanded, this close to grabbing the young hooligan by her arm and flinging her across the snow..
Snow? “Whoa..” she said, abandoning her anger for curiosity. Well that was new. She’d been in Vegas for a few years and she never once seen snow in this desert climate.