Who: Mac and Priest Where: Toll House, Chet territory When: Week One; Dec 26, 2015 What: Mac can't avoid people forever. Rating: PG mostly. Status: Complete
Mac's Christmas didn't turn out as horrible as she thought it would. She managed to terrorize a Tawa woman, avoid any and all parties, and picked up not one, but two good looking drifters: one guy and one girl. Naturally she brought them back with her, snuck them past everyone (mostly everyone) and had her wicked way with them all night long. Per usual, as soon as day break came, Mac kicked them out, all the way out, as in out of town. Then she slept in, her body being completely satisfied so her mind shut off it's nightmares.
Mac woke up late the next morning and stretched out on her bed like a cat. She was in an unusually good mood that morning as she went to the kitchen to get some food. Christmas was over, she had gotten laid and now things could get back to normal. Mac was wearing long pajama pants and a black tank top, her hair covering a hickey on her neck. She told them not leave any where they could be seen, but obviously neither listened.
Mac made herself a plate of random food for breakfast slash lunch. Sadly, one of the main Chets she did her best to avoid just happened to be around. Mr. Self-righteous himself, Priest. She fained a smile at him. "Good morning, Priest," she said as pleasantly as she could muster. Mac made like she was running her hand through her hair, and purposely moved it out of the way of her hickey. She liked messing with people's heads, even if subtly.