Adventures in Wonderland
Who: Abbey and Open Where: Wonderland When: Thursday night
"How smokin' hot are these?!"
Abbey hooked a pair of stilettos with her index fingers and held them up. The black shoes featured fake, diamond-encrusted clasps and tufts of feathers glued to the toes. They matched a boa that draped on a nearby hook. "What is that, ostrich?" She squinted at the tag. "Marabou. Riiight, a member of the stork family." She put the shoes back. Far be it from her to invite the stork into her bedroom activities. It was playing with fire.
Gathering her hair onto one shoulder, the brunette wandered up the next aisle of Wonderland, an adult store she discovered in her nighttime wanderings. Just because she wasn't up for a vampire hunt didn't mean she had to hermitize herself. It was unhealthy. What better way to spend a Thursday night than browsing for dildos? Okay, yeah, she could think of better ways, but tomorrow ushered in her job search and filling out applications while reeking of last night's vodka didn't send the message, 'Hire this bitch!' to potential employers.