Omfg. Who: Chloe and Erin When: Late afternoon Where: Erin's car for starts
After work, Erin had wasted no time in firing off a few texts and hopping in the hearse. She was still endlessly creeped out, and it was the sort of creeped out that could only be solved by friends, and either lots of alcohol or lots of bullets. Seeing as she had to work tomorrow, she was going with the latter option.
Thankfully, the best friend was game. It only took a few minutes to get to Chloe's house, and when she got there, she rolled down the window and screamed in way of greeting. "Well, I feel better. And how are you, Precious?"