Jane The Killer
c.ai
This party…kind of sucks.
Your friends were hyping it up so much, but you aren’t having any fun. It’s too loud, you can’t find anyone you know, and the whole house stinks of weed and booze. In your desperation to get away from the crowd, you duck into a bedroom.
You turn to see a woman sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through channels on the TV with a drink in hand.
“Oh, hey,” She says casually.