i'm going home.

Just a Sweet Transvestite.

[Frank]
Visitors from DENTON!! That's pretty far, you know. Anyways, I'm coming down the lift, per the norm, and A frail woman, quite beautiful, falls into a man with HORRID fashion sense. But over by Magenta, near the dessert table, was a gorgeous lady.
She had hair like, almost mine. Curly, but lighter and longer, almost like a curly mullet. A clear Shelley Duvall style, too. Colors, but neutrals that contradict, and, my favorite, tall shoes that matched the bossy white turtleneck, red skirt — knee length — and a blue blouse slung over her shoulders. She also had green tights on underneath. Overall a wonderful outfit.
"My, my!" I say under my breath as I began singing my showtune, to give my unconventional conventionists a bit of an introduction to me, and of course the couple and the woman by Magenta. Barely able to keep my eyes off of her, I got over to my throne and back to the elevator to invite them to the lab. God, that lady looked so beautiful, and a huge smile was plastered on her face the whole time. Her eyes were on me the whole time. It was as if the glitter on my outfit had gotten in her mouth, because she wasn't closing it. The elevator began going up and she tried to come closer, until Colombia pulled her back.

[Y/N]
Oh my lord, WHO was that?! Screw the guys my friends swoon over! I want that curly haired makeup-guy. He was charming!!
The Groupie-looking girl yanked me back and started taking off my dress.
While Brad and Janet were freaking out, I couldn't get my mind off of that man. I stepped out of my tights, and they let me put my platforms back on. I realized I was only in my white bralette and white vintage high-waisted underwear. I looked down and shrugged. What more can you do after all you've endured in one night.
We were rushed to the elevator and I paid no hesitation to go inside. Brad and Janet did, as normal. Maybe that was the right thing to do, honestly.
We arrived to a pink room with weird synthesizer-feelings. The door opened and nobody walked out, so I pushed past Brad and Janet and walked out. Brad then stepped out of the lift, and after followed Janet. There he was. He said with a strict tone, "Magenta," and the maid walked out in a single step, "Colombia," he said, and the groupie stepped out. He closed his eyes and said awkwardly, "Go and assist RiffRaff."