So, as the last time I did this little practice thing, this is not serious, just a way to see how my characters act outside of normal story boundries. Thanks to Megan Wishart who gave me the idea for this group therapy! :)
Enjoy while waiting for the actual upload! lol
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Me : Hello ladies. Do you know why you are all gathered here today?
Stacey : Oh my GAWD! Where are the hot guys? I thought, you said, I HEARD that there would be hot guys! I did not shave for a bunch of ugly looking funny smelling broads.
Annabelle : Bitch, shut up, you reek of fake brand. Do you think I don’t know that purse ain’t Chanel!? And to answer your question, we’re probably here because whiny someone complained about us, as usual.
Heather : Annabelle, don’t you use that kind of language in public. And use your inside voice. *in hush tone* You know how I hate it when you humiliate me.
Me : Sorry, is there a problem here?
Heather : No problem, nothing really, just trying to have a nice chat with my daughter.
Me : So, as I was saying, do you know why I gathered you here today?
Stacey : Cause we’re the bitches right, and you want us to talk about it?
Me : Not exactly, I want people to understand why you behave the way you do.
Heather : And who do you think you are young lady? Who are you to tell us what to do?
*Girl in a corner raises her hand shyly*
Nadia : I’m like, totally like confused right now. Like I think I’m totally in the wrong book or something.
Me : Oh yes sorry about that Nadia, but you see, I figured blond, superficial, you sorta kinda fitted the profile.
Nadia : Like because people know me as the blond alien chick with awesome boobs?
Me : Yes. But don’t take it personally; you’re really not that bad. *hides hand and points to the other girls*
Stacey : Okay so what because she’s like in another story you like her better. We can TOTALLY tell her boobs are fake! DUH!
Nadia : Like jealous much? They’re real, want to feel them?
*doors bursts open, Clark walks in*
Clark : Well, I sure as hell want to feel them.
Me : Clark, get out of here, this is not your session!
*Clark sits down on a chair between Nadia and Stacey, smiling and wiggling his eyebrows at Nadia, mouthing “Me so horny, me me so horny”*
Clark : A bunch of hot dumb broads gathered in one place, oh I think that’s my place alright.
*Nadia makes a face*
Nadia: Dude, you’re like really like totally not hot at all.
Stacey : Oh my GAWD, shut up. *talk to the hand move at Nadia, and then turns to look fully at Clark* Ignore that hoe Clark. Anyway, I wanted to know, have you talked to Blake lately?
Annabelle : Like oh my god, Blake Eaton is so hot!
Clark : Ya and Blake is so fucking your sister.
Heather, Annabelle, Stacey : WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!
Me : Oh crap! 0_0
*Kay runs out before she gets killed*
