A Month of Miami, Not A Month Off

6: Mustaches Never Work

At was 9:30 at night. Blanche came home from her date seeing Sally asleep on her couch.

" Awww, well would you look at that! The slut sleeps on my living room couch," Blanche thought. 

Blanche closed the door and found a sharpie marker.

At dinner......

" So Rob, my mother helped you out today huh?" Dorothy asked.

" Yes, but the idea is not finalized yet," Rob said.

" You can't make the decision yourselves?" Sophia asked.

" Of course not! We have to check in with Alan Brady to see if he likes the idea," Buddy explained.

" What's it like being a writer?" Rose asked the boys.

" It's fun if you love writing," Buddy said.

" It can be great, but stressful too," Rob added.

" Actually, today was a little hard," Buddy continued.

" I'm so sorry to hear that. Why?" Rose asked.

" Well, because we usually have Sally with us to come up with the ideas. They say three is better than two," Buddy explained.

" Well, is she the one to come up with the ideas?" Dorothy asked.

" No, it's usually Buddy. What he means is that without our gang working together, it's a little hard especially when someone is sick because we have to check in with that person to see if they like the idea as well," Rob explained.

" Well, you can't turn in the idea without her?" Sophia asked.

" No Sophia, we're a team," Rob replied laughing.

" Oh, now I get it."

" Hey, let's order! I'm starving," Buddy said.

Back at home....

Blanche grabbed a sharpie marker. She had another idea which was to draw a mustache on Sally's face, and possibly ruin her sweater. Blanche had a plan to cut a bit of her sweater.

" The color of her sweater may suit her, but the material is ugly," Blanche thought.

As Blanche was done, everyone else came home.

" Oh, hello Blanche, you're home early," Dorothy said.

" Hi Dorothy," Blanche replied.

" How was your date?"

" Oh, I'll let you know once I take out the trash!"

" Take out the trash? Blanche, you never take out the trash!"

" She was up to something, wasn't she?" Rose asked.

" Of course, Rose," Dorothy replied.

" Guys, Sal's still asleep and someone wrote on her face," Rob pointed out.