Brooke Maddox and Lisa Snart
“No doubt on that with them being quite useful at times,” Brooke said with a smirk along with a shrug. Was it so wrong for her to use them to boost her own ego? She knew she came across as the world’s most confident bitch even to the point of people being envious of her around school back in her world, but they had no idea how Brooke really felt behind the act. The attention she craved wasn’t healthy and she knew that, which was why she was trying to work on all that even if it had to be done here.
A laugh left Brooke’s lip at Lisa calling this town a snooze fest. “I live in a small town so I’ve gotten used to the whole hell hole. Only this place when it has shit hit the fan it knows to go big if the pods are any sign of that,” though Brooke could say her home had shaken up a bit with a serial killer on the loose and with a second one now around. “But now you’re talking my language. A woman after my own heart,” Brooke smiled pushing herself off to walk with Lisa. “Alcohol can make everything more fun, it’s the best part about the whole thing. Alright where should we start?” Brooke asked, debating where in this stupid fair they might be able to find something with alcohol.