Roxanne was bored and hungry. Those two things are bad, but being both at the same time? It was ridiculous. She had just closed her store for the night and was as bored as ever. She went into the back and cleaned herself up—taking her gloves off, washing her hands, taking her hair down, changing out of bloody clothes into clean ones. It takes her an hour to get everything done. She grabbed her keys from the hook and walked out of the butcher. She then headed for her favorite place; “Misty Dinner and Candy Store” Roxy would normally go there for black licorice wheels and their burgers. The drive was about an hour from her store, but Roxy didn’t mind. She liked the drive to Misty’s diner—it was always calming to Roxy.

Roxy parked her ‘69 Chevy Impala in the parking lot of Misty’s. It was late so not a lot of people were there. Roxy walks in and sees a pretty cute waitress. She had salt and pepper brown hair that was pulled up into a ponytail, Reddish brown eyes, and pale skin—just Roxy’s type. Roxy smiled at Waitress and walked over to the bar area to sit. Soon enough the waitress came over—her hips swaying ever so slightly as she walked.