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ʙᴇᴠ (mollyringwald) wrote in snapthread,

"Of course we fucking did not!" Beverly snapped, because come the hell on. He was good-looking, but seemed to be the sort that probably knew he was. Maybe even the type to stick his dick into any warm hole - it wasn't her style. She also hadn't experienced a blackout night since probably college; but that was a rite of passage, and she was well past those days.

Klaus though. Who the hell was Klaus? This town was so small but she didn't know everyone in it yet, which was kind of disconcerting. Was this Starklandia's way of helping her get out more? She didn't like it. Considering she'd prefer to meet people when she was actually wearing pants.

This was her room, so she slid out of bed and opened a dresser drawer to find legit bottoms. Those kitten-printed pajama pants, from her first night here. "My name is Beverly. I don't know how this happened, but if the town can make a fjord appear out of thin air, it can probably do other things too."