"We are so fucking screwed." I moaned, locking the door behind us. Tossing my sunglasses on the nightstand, I plopped down on the bed.
Leah sighed. "They're your characters."
"But I don't have them all planned out and they're revolting." I stared down at my bare feet. "I left my shoes by the pool."
"Don't try it." Leah didn't even look up from the pamphlet she was skimming. "We'll get them on our way back from our mission."
I cringed. Stupid Les. Did he really think that his spy mission would work? "The lil' freak turd wants us to infiltrate the bad guys. Us. Infiltrate." Than an idea came. "Seducing the Lone Power to give us info would be useless, but I can think of a few characters that I trashed who'd be... persuaded."
"You're so cold."
"I love them, but I can't include everyone." Grabbing a change of clothes, I dressed in the bathroom.
Leah was ready by the time I got out. Locking the hotel room, I passed her a mask.
She fastened it on. "Why am I a satyr?"
"We're going speed dating." I said, putting on my own goblin mask.
"Do I have to make out with anyone?"
"Not unless you want to, but I would avoid any vampires or anyone really attractive."
"You're insane."
"Duh."
Out of the hotel and on the manicured lawn, we went towards the theatre hall.
"Who did Ed take Barbie Boy to?"
I bit my lip and blushed.
She groaned.
"Hush up." I huffed. "Probably Er, the first version of Erwin. Knowing Er, he'll take our fetus Erwin under his wing."
"I'm guessing that's not good."
"It is and it isn't." I held open the theatre hall door. "I'm not sure how to explain it other than that it's gonna get real OOC. Fast."
And with that, we were enveloped in a cloud of jazz, dim lights, and smoke.
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