Suite 232
Last night, Lilly got stabbed. It gets a little hazy after that, but she's fairly sure that she's going to live... as much as she generally does.
She's ensconced on the couch with pain pills and Jello in easy reach, flipping between a telenovela and cheesy cable movies. While she's no longer hopped up on adrenaline, pot brownies, and Everclear she's still fairly woozy.
Good times.
She's ensconced on the couch with pain pills and Jello in easy reach, flipping between a telenovela and cheesy cable movies. While she's no longer hopped up on adrenaline, pot brownies, and Everclear she's still fairly woozy.
Good times.