Time: 07:45. Location: White Lily Avenue, Mayers house.
13 days until the honey festival.
"I was 19 old-years and working as a summer camp counselor! I just wanted to get a little love, that's all!"
It's amazing how fluid the woman's words are amidst all the uncontrolled crying. Mandy's cheeks are covered in ruined mascara, her lips are trembling, and her she holds up are shaking and sweating.
Veronica lets out a sigh, then takes a deep breath, settles her grip on the steak knife, settles herself by sliding her waist a little higher on the secretary, and moving to cup the blonde's chin with her free hand, digging the nails into skin to hold her still.
Mandy shrieks again through tears and slurps:
"Secretly I repeatedly tap the aquarium glass with my finger so that one day it will break!"
Veronica stops the knife halfway again, and stares with an arched eyebrow at the woman's snotty face.
