The party is loud, obnoxious, and rich. One of those things I fit in with. Rich. Not the loud or obnoxious part. That makes me want to shoot everyone in this place and take the extremely loud ones out back to deal with separately.

But I won’t. Because I don’t feel like getting blood on my new suit. I also don’t feel like touching a bunch of low life degenerates like these people. The germs, not for me.

That is until I see death wrapped up in a pretty dress making her look…delicious